Narcissa had been doing one of two things lately; shopping, as she was so inclined to do when upset, bored, or missing something, or securing herself away in the Victor. If Edric chose to grace her with his presence, she attended to him and his needs, which she was more than happy to do. She needed to focus, to form a bond with her future grandson, and to pay close attention to this alliance between evils. More than one face and name had caught her attention, though she could count on one hand just how many, and she had discussed their potential with Edric, inquiring about sharing such information with Tom Riddle.
When she was home, Narcissa allowed herself to dress as extravagantly as she wanted and today was no exception she chose an olive coloured dress to lounge about it in. "Surprise" guest or not, she wasn't about to dress down. She needed to show her wealth, her well upbringing and elegance, and she needed to impress this Sylar.
When the door sounded, at first she turned for Baraka, her House Elf, to command him to answer the door, but alas, there was no such help here. Huffing, she gracefully glided across the floor and opened the door, one perfectly plucked eyebrow raised. "May I help you?"