One thing Phryne had learned in all her travels was to enjoy every moment of it and not to take things too serious, since this place was certainly odd, she was enjoying it the fullest. Even if she was...lower then what she was use to, perhaps that was the great part of it, she could be herself without her Aunt always judging her. She was worried about Jane, but she knew Dot would handle that, she affairs back home were in good hands.
She was sitting on her bed looking over a book that Jeremy had laying on his desk. She had asked to borrow it, not like the thing was stolen, even if she could have done it and no one would be the wise, minus the man knocking on the door. Smiling she closed the book, placed it on a table, stop by the mirror to adjust herself, then a few short steps she was at the door.
As soon as she open the door "Sir, Jack!" she declared with a wonderful smile, "How can I help you?" she stepped back, waved him in.