Fred mumbled softly to herself as she entered the building's main foyer area; she didn't understand why they'd had to split up. She wanted everyone together. She also didn't understand why she couldn't maybe have a side job, but it didn't feel right to have a side job if Angel needed her. Angel had always been good about looking after her time and time again. Maybe she could call it a hobby, but then she'd have to deal with that Vandal Savage guy, but he had a castle, and who didn't like castles? Well, the people who were trying to lay siege to it, of course, but that was totally beside the point.
She was almost to the door when she noticed there was a young woman standing in the way and that there was a Wesley looking willing and able to help. Fred didn't know if she should stay or go; she wasn't feeling as if she could help much lately. Plus, she'd just tracked a good bit of snow in after her. Maybe she could find a mop and give the floor a little cleaning; that seemed like a good idea. Maybe.
Then again, she could wait and see if she could be helpful. So, she just stood there and waited for the possible client to move.