*steps back to let you by, just snagging the door as it closes behind you and bundling herself inside* *rolls her eyes slightly at your back (honestly, one would think she was back in Grand Fork)*
*comes round to stand a little ways down from you at the display case, looking over the selection (hmm... cinnamon roll? or maybe something a little fancier, with filling?)* *glances in your direction briefly, noting the absence of shades in her peripheral vision*
*freezes in place as the bottom drops out of her stomach* *flushes slightly and jerks her gaze away, her mind racing (say something? ignore him?)* *and swallows a bit, the guilt roaring right back to life on the tail end of that*
*turns on her heel and marches over to you* *lowly* Lord Salgant? May I please have a word? It will only take a moment.