The door was opened by a life-sized Eurasian Barbie doll.
One thing Beatrice had noticed since she moved to China was that Hòu Rén was predominantly filled with dark haired people, which wasn't a surprise considering how brunettes had been taking up space that could have been filled more profitably by redheads since the dawn of time, practically. In fact, she was so unused to seeing hair of any other colour that meeting a blonde girl took her a little aback. In fact, she was almost sure that she still had a miniature replica of the girl sitting at home in her childhood bedroom in Cairns.
She wasn't taken aback enough to play nice yet, however. Her afternoon had just been interrupted by this woman and she wasn't in the mood for lovely greetings.
"Don't you lovely me, thank you very much," Beatrice scolded, her hands jumping to her hips as she looked down at the girl, who looked to be attempting to immediately disarm her with charm. "Do you know how difficult it is to find your chi when someone is blaring music in the next room? Haven't you ever heard of headphones?"