At the sound of her name, Emma popped out of the office with a smile, "Gretel, right?" It wasn't like the station was getting a lot of visitors, and people were keeping themselves busy right then anyway.
The office was fairly private, since people tended to at least knock or call out when they were in the station, which Emma thought was handy since mystical magic book and the whole she wasn't exactly vocalising 'hey I'm made of magic' thing just yet.
"Um...I've made a bit of a mess, but the desk is clear so..." The mess, naturally was just sort of shoved to the corner, since Emma could deal with the pilfered items later.