Emma Frost was getting used to her surroundings. This had to be one of the cheapest resorts she had ever stepped on to. Where were the million dollar chandeliers? Where were the designer boutiques? Where was Dior, and Chanel and Coach? All she was reminded of each time she stepped foot into the cabins and buildings were 1970s camp grounds sans the RVs and tents. The grounds looked like something from Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and the guests didn't look any better. Which was why she attempted to stay outside of her cabin with all of her might, and in the safety of her office - which was only a tiny bit of an improvement. However, even a statuesque diva needed to have a change of wardrobe, and a descent rest.
Which was exactly why she entered the cabin a few moments after Hugo Stiglitz found his way into the kitchen. Dressed in a skin tight white dress that hugged her perfectly sculpted curves and ended mid-thigh showed off sinfully long legs. A white pair of Jimmy Choo's gave this all ready intimidatingly tall woman a few extra inches. Platinum blonde hair cascaded down her back and only accented unmarred ivory skin. A telepathic net was tossed over the building as got a feel for who was in the cabin. Stepping further into the foyer, the heel of her Jimmy Choo snagged the tail end of a coat on a chair and almost snapped the heel in two. Gasping in shock, finely manicured nails snatched up the heavy SS coat, before a sinfully long leg raised to examine the heel of the shoe.
Predatory steps were made into the kitchen, where the most "thought" activity was being made. Standing in the doorway to the kitchen, she watched the man shuffle around the kitchen before fingers delicately lifted up the coat, a prevalent sneer on her lips. "What is this, and why is it in the foyer?" German came from her lips fluently, as if she had spoken the language her entire life. Definitely a benefit to being a telepath was being able to learn, speak and understand languages in an instant. Emma enjoyed to call those her express train rides through people's minds. It was something that happened instinctively.