She lingered in the hall while the other dark haired woman collected the huge serpent that had somehow managed to find its way into her apartment. As Iris moved past her with the python in hand, Juliet squished herself against the wall to give as wide a berth as possible - it wasn't so much that she disliked snakes, or even reptiles for that matter, it was just that the animal was so big.
And then the other woman had disappeared back upstairs, taking the snake with her. Heaving a breath of relief, Juliet rubbed at her face with slightly sweat-laced palms, moving back into her apartment with slow footsteps. She didn't think to close the door behind her - despite the recent scare - leaving it open to anyone who was on the floor. To be truthful, since only she and Nathaniel shared the 8th floor, she didn't think there was much to be afraid of. Today had certainly changed that, added to the fact that Nathaniel was at work and not around to hear her scream. Nonetheless, she wouldn't berate him for his absence, but instead use it as an excuse to later invite herself to his apartment.
Back inside her well furnished quarters, she walked into the kitchen and turned on the tap, splashing some water lightly on her face. Wetting her hand and putting it to the back of her neck gave her some relief, and she closed her eyes as she leveled out her rabbit-quick beating heart. The closest Juliet had ever really come to any animals of any sort (or at least of this foreign nature) was at a zoo, which she'd been to a grand total of three times in her child hood. Though she was perfectly fond of the furry ones, she'd held no particular obsession with small, breathing creatures as companions. Books had always held that place in her cardiac muscle.