Paige -- Andrew -- OPEN
Chipper. Was the first thing Paige thought when she heard the cheerful voice, looking up slightly from the sink, watching in amused interest as he knocked on the wood; recognizing him as someone familiar. His picture on the boards.
"We have." Paige said with a warm smile, holding out her hand. "Nice to meet you in person. I'm Paige."
When he let go of her grip, her eyes fell onto the notepad in his hands. "Spiffy notebook you got there." Despite the joking tone, her words were honest. "Taking down notes. Smart. Hope you don't mind the fact that I'm probably going to have to steal that when you're done with it." It had been a mental argument but Paige had convinced herself, at the last minute, to leave behind her own notepad. There really wouldn't be any room in her bag for it. As it was she'd had to leave some potion bottles that she had made because there was no way in hell she would ever leave the Book behind.