"Hardly barbarians," Audrey drawled with a very faint smirk and a nod to the two newcomers. In fact, excepting Osten and the little blonde - American, possibly southern if Audrey had placed it right based on the one word she'd spoken, and bearing the too-familiar look of someone used too hard, too soon - Audrey would've placed Daphne and the new Frenchman firmly under the 'moneyed' column. With herself, of course, but no one here really needed to know how much she had safely squirreled away in offshore accounts. Though that never meant she wasn't interested in acquiring more. The woman interested Daphne more so than the man initially - she was playing meek and shy, and it was an interesting tactic to take. Audrey wasn't going to soon forget that they'd all been chosen for their skill at manipulation and deceit, and with that mental note came an extreme reluctance to take anyone currently on the sealed top floor at face value.
Still, introductions. "Morning," she greeted the two newcomers as Daphne began pulling open doors. "I'm Audrey, that's Daphne, and this is Osten. We were just talking about finding the dumbwait-- well, look at that. Breakfast is discovered." She was in the room after Daphne, surveying the spread with faintly surprised satisfaction. Certainly not a plastic fork to be found, and everything smelled delicious. She hadn't seen a kitchen, so it looked as though meals would be taken in the common area or in their rooms. She flashed a grin of her own at Daphne. "I don't think time zones count until you've settled into them for a day or two, and with all the changes, who knows what time our clocks are on? I'm happy to toast to whatever the coming year will bring."
She slipped behind Daphne to pick up one of the trays so they could move everything out to the common area. It was heavy, but Audrey was far stronger than she looked and handled it easily. "If one of you gentlemen would help take the rest?" she asked. "It'd be a shame to let any of it grow cold."