Marietta was startled out of her pacing by the knocking at the door. Would it be Zacharias—well who else could it be at this hour? She took a few deep breaths before walking toward the door and attempted to calm the nerves that had risen in her. She had no idea how he was going to react to her so she had to be as stoney as she possibly could and keep her cool for as long as possible.
She opened the door to face him, as blankly as possible. "Well good morning, Zacharias. How was your evening?" she asked most pleasantly and quite obviously fake.