Gemma let her hand that she had been holding out for a firm hand shake drop slowly at the same time that her lovely smile faded to a blank face. O great what had she done now. She thought in her head about the short time she'd been waiting by the Gargoyle. There had only been one other student down there so she wasn't delaying too much by stopping in.

Her face became a little hard set and she searched his for some clues. 'Sit' well that wasn't the greatest impression on his part either. She tried to think about how man words he had said to her since she had arrived...maybe a total of twenty...and none of them friendly in any way. But, nonetheless, he was the boss, so she followed his directions and sat in the chair.

She crossed her legs and placed her hands nicely in her lap trying to go for a nonchalant pose even though inside she was screaming. If you glanced at her eyes though you knew she was confused as to what was going on, she glanced from the basket to his face and back again occasionally.

Finally she said, "Sir, have I done something wrong by stopping by?" she knew if she had then she had just opened up the flood gates, but she couldn't imagine a boss that wouldn't want his staff to come visit and get to know them, but Gemma was nothing if not straight to the point. After all, it seemed that he was close, or atleast tolerated, the returning staff members. As she waited for the answer, a thought crossed her mind, maybe this is why so many staff members left after only a few terms. She pushed that out of her brain and waited with a blank face, an unusual face for her, for his answer.