"Hi, Shizuka."

Cookie waved a sleeved hand in the casual sort of way that suggested she didn't mind the scrutiny at all.

"You monitoring the halls?" she asked, innocent enough, pulling her feet off the chair and turning to plant her elbows on the table instead. She leaned forward, ready to make her appeal.

"If you're not too busy with it, you should take a look," she continued cheerfully. "Your bag would look cute with an amulet charm on it, yeah?"