Maleficent reached up to rub her fingers over one eye while she listened to the ringing sound on the other end. Her father called her only a few minutes before, asking her to come over since her mother was having a really bad day. He hoped that by her being there things would be okay, better somehow, but Maleficent wasn't so sure.
Add in the fact that she hadn't slept worth a crap last night, and she was somewhat okay with the idea of calling into work today. Maleficent moved around her kitchen while she waited on Hansel to answer his phone.
[ooc note: there will be talk of alzheimer's in the comments below]