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PhoenixRising And there she was; Evelyn moved inside her office, glancing around with her usual sense of curiosity. "Hello ..." she paused, reminding herself that the girl decidedly dropped the Sheppard from her name. "...Miss Flores."
The small mastiff peeked around the desk and looked up at the slytherin with large brown eyes, as if watching her carefully. But only for a minute or two because then it went back to its pet bed and laid down.
"So what can I do for you today?" Fina asked, popping a mint into mouth nonchalantly.
Ohhhhh okay. There was the dog. Still looked as mutated as ever, although she was fine with it, just as long as it stayed away from her. Turning her attention back to the Professor, she smiled somewhat, leaning against one of the chairs in the room for visitors.
"So, erm..."
How...to say this. Perhaps she had been so busy coming up with ideas, she forgot to think of how to actually say it.
"I've been having these dreams." Fiddling with her thumbs on the chair and crossing one foot over the other, the Slytherin girl let out a quiet, nervous laugh before continuing.
"And I don't really want to talk to Professor Bishop about them because, well who wants to walk all the way to the seventh floor? And I'm pretty sure Lafay would put me in detention for wasting her time with them so...I thought perhaps...maybe you can help me figure out why I'm having them."
Queue the big eyes and innocent expression. So far so good.