"Ha, don't worry about it. Anais sometimes forgets too." she assured, though that probably left even more questions.

Lynea had only closed the door behind the women for a minute before the door bell rang. Wow, definitely was off the mark when it came to Anais not having friends. She waited until the current girls were away from the door frame before opening it.

For Harriet who had never met the female assassin, what answered the door was imposing as hell. Standing there nearly towering over her head was a tall, beautiful and frightfully intimidating woman. Just from the look of Lynea's eyes held back no hesitation that if she wanted, the older woman could easily snap the teenager's neck in a blink of an eye. The grin was only icing on the bad horror flick cake.

"Yes?" Lynea asked, her gaze and presence bearing down at Harriet.