The blonde woman would have gotten here sooner but she was spending time with her siblings and their kids. It was nice while it lasted or at least until her younger brother had kicked her out of his house as soon she had mentioned something about a party with her co-workers. Apparently she needed to be less antisocial and make friends before she dies alone. Her brother's words, not her own.

Here she was at the door of her co-worker, Paul's manor. She was possibly way too dressed up for this but she wasn't going back home to France to change her clothes. It wouldn't have been that hard seeing she's a witch but she was just going to wear what attire her family normally wore to their own Christmas and New Years parties. Caroleena stood at the door for a moment before she knocked on it. It really wasn't too late to turn around and apparate away was it? Leena let out a quiet huff because she could hear her brother's words of making friends before she dies. So what if she wants to die alone that would be her dying wish.

Oh, yes. There were people near her as well. Leena looked over at them and gave them a small smile. "Good evening." she said with her Irish-French accent.