Cursing, the tall, dark hair woman came in. She was dressed in a grey business suit with a white shirt and red tie beneath the jacket. "I take it no one's home." She said, crossing her arms over her chest and tapping a heeled foot. "Come on. I know there's someone here... Or maybe no one's happy I'm home. Whatever." She shook her head briefly, the braids that snaked along the top of her head barely moving.