The address you are given lead you to what appears to be in a residential area in town. It’s a middle-class neighborhood: the houses are too run-down to be a bland suburbia, but it’s quiet and clean. You are admitted at the door by Jennifer.
"Good evening, Your Grace,” She greets. "Please come in." Her serpentine voice creeps forth.
The Nosferatu has dressed herself in an A line dress in emerald green. Jennifer had worn the dress at a Court function over the years. She wears a flesh toned scarf concealing the left side of her neck. A champagne colored silk dupioni scarf is tied on trend atop.
Jennifer leads the way into the main room off of the entry way. There is a window with heavy black out curtains are drawn, concealing the outside. Two small electric lights are set in end tables in the corner of the room, providing just enough light. The sitting area is composed of a leather love seat against the window. Facing the love seat are a pair of dark blue arm chairs in birch veneer. A low coffee table squats in the center.
A small bouquet of red and white roses is on display on the coffee table. Unity is the message that Jennifer has strode to capture in her arrangement.
Jennifer gestures to the seating arrangements. “Duchess Twist, your Grace, please make yourself comfortable. Thank you for coming this evening. "