Lee, Juliet, open
Juliet thought she should probably meet more people, and the decorating in the lobby seemed like a way to go for that. She saw the boy who looked like Wes, and figured he must know the her that Hugo had mentioned, because he was staring at her. The red-head girl he was with looked too, and she waved at them both before she drifted over to the box where the boy who looked about her age -- give or take -- was.
"Hey," she greeted him casually, almost with the air of a person who'd been here longer than she actually had. But it wasn't like kidnapping was new to her or anything like that. Someone would get them home, sooner or later. She was sure of it.
She glanced to the string of lights the boy had before she peered into the box herself. "My name's Juliet," she offered.