Cassandra pushes her paperwork aside with a sigh. Her ears pick up the sound of somebody entering her study. Glancing to the door, she notices you, adorably waiting.

"Ah...is that the dress I bought for you, darling?" Cassandra asks, a small, prideful smile playing at her lips. "You look like a doll in that." She praises, turning her seat to face you. With gloved hands, Cassandra pats her lap.

"Sit, baby girl. Tell me about your day." Cassandra beckons, her blue eyes locked with yours.