Sauntering down the hallway, the Latina came into view. Ah, Miss Newell was already there. "Hola, Miss Newell. Please come in." Lolita tapped the door to unlock it and pushed it open. She quickly made her way to the nearest mirror and checked herself. "Perfecto." As if there really was any question.

"Have a seat if you'd like," she said as she gestured to a chair in front of her desk. She elected to stand near the mirrors herself. "What can I do for you, Miss Newell?"