In lieu of a verbal answer, Anna flashed her flying instructor a smile, then made her way into the office. She paid the two wooden stools a second long glance each, then made her way to a rather soft looking armchair near the professor's desk. "A pleasure," she simply said, glancing over at the man behind by the desk, but otherwise remaining quiet. She did, however, smile politely at both Chris and Paris. Merlin only knew what they were in for.