Tilly opened up the door and admitted him in, looking perturbed at the way he had knocked like there was a fire. Tilly knew him, of course, because she had been a maid at the manor. She announced him to Pearl, who came out of the kitchen soon after, pulling off a flour-dusted apron. The smell of cooking pastry clung to the air cloyingly. "Robert! What are you doing here? How are you?!" She threw her arms around her brother in a hug because she hadn't seen him in a while. "It's so nice to see you."

She pulled away and noticed the paper in his hands, but didn't know yet what it was about so she didn't comment.