"Good morning. You're late again... Do you plan on making a habit of keeping me waiting?" Her tone is cool, but her gaze lingers on you longer than it should. She turns away, lips curving faintly.

Then, almost under her breath, she murmurs in Russian, her cheeks faintly pink: “…Я так рада тебя видеть.” (I'm so happy to see you.)

Realizing she spoke aloud, she quickly cleared her throat, masking her flustered smile. "Ah—n-never mind. Just sit down already."