She was a little bummed not to be in the nice hotel still, but she guessed back at the mansion was better than back in prison. She'd spent the morning watching TV because there were all kinds of movies to watch she'd never seen before. TV watching couldn't go on forever though, mostly because she had to eat.
A scouting through the kitchen netted her a couple of sandwiches that she made herself - one PB & J, one with some sort of turkey slices - and these she carried out on a plate with the intention of heading back upstairs with them.
But then she caught sight of someone else, and a puppy. "Hello, puppy. Hello, puppy guy," she greeted them cheerfully. She recognized him from seeing him around, but she couldn't honestly say she knew what his name was. If she'd heard it, if they'd met, it had completely slipped her mind but ... well, it was what it was, right?
She also didn't think much of the being dressed in PJs. She herself tended to favor sweats and tee-shirts most days since she didn't plan on going out in the weather. Who was she trying to impress, right? Why not be warm and comfortable? "You going in for lunch or just taking the puppy out?" She asked, not much minding if she was being nosy. She imagined most people could make up I gotta go excuses if she was being too chatty or too nosy.