Vida knows the password. Acutally by heart now. Walking down the seating area with a flower in her hand, Vida's eyes glinted at the sight of him. He was there, talking to a student, intensely. She took a seat silently, well it was so difficult for her, but still for the sake of the place. The place was really simple but neat like the man-in-charge, radiating postive vibes. She sat there silently for her turn to talk with him.