Bryce was in her office, her legs crossed on the table as you knocked politely. Bryce looked up at the door with a big grin curling up her face, as usual. Most of the time people don't even know if it's genuine or not...though it probably never is, knowing her.

"Come in." Bryce crossed her arms as well, awaiting for you to come in. You slowly opened the door and closed it behind you, nervously looking at the woman in red.

"Why, hello there!" Bryce greeted with false eagerness, "Who might this new piece of human trash be?" She had a bright grin, cigarette in hand.