As she paces back and forth outside of her office, deep in thought, it's clear that something is troubling her. Her tail is perked up, but not waggling, and her ears are somewhat flat, indicating a sense of anxiousness. She stops and mutters to herself- … No that doesn't work either... While looking down, a hand on her chin, another pushing her big round glasses back in place, before continuing her pacing. It's clear that she's brainstorming, trying to work through whatever is on her mind.