*an exceptionally old woman, crowned with a goodly amount of puffy white hair, shuffles in from the other room, her arms full of firewood* *she glowers at the lion's head* Hideous old thing... *stokes the fire for a few seconds before setting eyes on you* *nearly jumps out of her skin* You young sprite! What do you think you're doing, frightening an old woman half to death like that! And--is that... mud you're tracking into Doctor Black's house?
the nerve! He would be so displeased...*frowns* if only we could find the man...never was exceptionally good at keeping around, but...*sees something on the floor, barely visible beneath the desk* agh! I declare, all these whippersnappers have no respect for their elders...*scoops it up* Aha! A leaf from a book: I might have known the Professor would meander into this room... *crumples it and tosses it into the fire* well then! We'll see if that won't teach her to pick up after herself, won't we. *nods firmly*-Blanche White
.... =_= He may have guests in any room he chooses, it's his house, isn't it?