The woman standing in front of her was as though someone had taken an spark plug and given it human form - Pru vaguely wondered if the woman had walked or bounced down the hall to 209. Not that it bothered her, Pru had known some fairly extroverted personalities in her time, but she was a stark contrast to what Pru was.
For a moment she wondered (as she often did when meeting other women with more outgoing personalities and better cooking skills) if she was what her mother had wanted in a daughter, but then shook the thought from her mind. She and Mary Collins had a good relationship, if somewhat strained. But it was working, for what it was.
"I never joke about chocolate," she responded in an amused tone. Opening the door a little wider to invite her inside, she held it for a few moments before closing it once the woman was inside. Pru paused, staring at a wall for a moment as she considered what she might hang there. One of her horror movie posters? A photo of one of her recent jobs? Maybe some family photos? And then she came back to the thought that there was someone else in the room with her, oh yeah, the nice woman who was bringing her cupcakes.
"Kami, right?" It was definitely a distinct name, and coupled with the previous discussion on cupcakes, Pru was fairly certain that she had the right name. "If you want, go ahead and set them on the coffee table. My portfolio's around here somewhere..." She motioned at the short, black table in front of the couch, and then padded back over to the box she had previously been digging in.