"Taller?" She supplied, accepting the handshake easily, "That's what most people are expecting." There was something dangerously close to amusement in her tone. All of the myriad Charlesii that had been through the place had some sense of humor, she just wore hers more easily than most.
There was an actual smile that followed, small though it was, "Grace Kelly, he says, because I can do anything the male versions have done, backwards and in heels. He's seen me do it, more than once." A businesslike nod followed, "And of course you're welcome to stay, place isn't being used for much except storage anyway, stronghold for when the real crazy breaks out."