A meeting was necessary, there were still so many questions that needed answers. It was best to have the three Hierarchy sit down and discuss it. They all needed to be on the same page if they were to guide all of the new people who were quickly coming into Funderland.
Sasha had asked Alex and Mhairi to meet them at the Maze after the park had closed for the evening. She'd thought about an early morning meeting, but not many liked mornings; and, if they had more to discuss than she thought, the Fairest didn't want to cut the time short.
The Dancer wore a a skirt and short shirt, Summer was upon them and the high temps made her want to melt already. Thankfully the lobby of the Maze had some air conditioning; she imagined Frosty laying in a puddle on the ground outside. A pitcher of iced coffee was on the small ticket desk with three glasses sitting next to it. Sasha was turned with her back partially to the door, her legs were up on the wall facing away, held by her sandled feet. With the air conditioning right above her, who could blame the Winter for sitting like that.