A petite young woman had left the nearby junkyard with a fresh bag of supplies for her science project in tow. But Violet being Violet was quite the curious sort of young lady, the simple skirt and her ladylike bearing a suprise for someone who has spent the last few years on the run from that pesky Count Olaf fellow. "Do need to contact Dr.Wilson to confirm plans in terms of school and to see about leaving the youth hostel" her proper diction a nice suprise mixed with the jargon of science, her passion.