Thérèse had been brewing up a couple of chocolat chauds for the expected conversation, unsure what exactly to expect. She was adding a bit of honey to sweeten the two chocolate drinks (a bit more in hers than Claire's of course) when the sound came from the door. The teacher set the two drinks on the table before moving towards the door.
A smile on her face as she pulled the door open. "Bonjiour Claire," she greeted. It wasn't too difficult to come to the realization that the girl was definitely there for something serious. At least serious to her. She stood back to allow the girl to enter. "I 'hope you like chocolat chaud," then realizing the girl would likely not recognize that name, she added, "It is similar to 'ot chocolate."