Wanda watched his approach with a small smirk and amusement sparkling in her eyes. She'd seen him peeking comically around the door frame and she did not fail to notice the tattoos on his chest before he closed his shirt. So much about him, about this environment, was unexpected and incongruous with her impression of the Eastern culture with which he identified himself. Danny was rather an anomaly to her and this latest appearance did nothing to banish her fascination. As he addressed her, she felt her little smirk growing into a genuine sort of smile.
"No," she answered his jest blithely, "I'm careful with my glass slippers, I don't need strange princes coming around trying to return them." Wanda paused and laughed at their trivial exchange before offering her hand to shake his in greeting. "I'm actually here with a professional problem that only you, Danny, in your infinite wisdom, can help me with," she explained in a teasing tone. "I'd hoped I'd catch you before your classes began."