Always after a well rested holiday, she didn't want to go back to work. It was so early. Cup of tea in her hand, Evelyn looked up just in time to see a cup of coffee fly by into the conference room. Coffee, she knew, because she could smell it. There was no way she could convince Isobel to ban the drink in their department, was there? Needed Merlin and all the luck in the world on her side with that.

Entering the conference room, her eyebrows raised, noting the coffee was for Isobel. Scratch that last idea then. "Good morning, Isobel." she greeted, taking the seat on the left of the older woman. There was a smile in that greeting somewhere too. Maybe. "Have a nice holiday?"