Cissie pushed open the door, not bothering to say anything. She put the bag that was slung over her shoulder down on the floor next to the chair across the desk and sat down. By all accounts Jo looked alright. She mentally laughed when the thought came that they were still practically identical and that it hadn't changed. But still there was a worry in her head and she wanted to know what was going on.
The question was what to say first. Jo hadn't been expecting her, she hadn't told her that she would be coming by today, it was sort of a spur of the moment thing, but still she felt that she had to do it. And the words seemed to tumble out without any sort of introduction, althought she did wave hello. "So how are you doing?"