The hotel is suitably lavish. The private room set out for them is spotless, not an item out of place. The china is exquisitely patterned. A fresh faced, English rose beauty sits waiting. Her outfit is crisp, pretty. She echoes the almost transparent daintiness of the cup from which she appears to be sipping. The smile that crosses her face as Eponine enters is warm and she rises to greet her with equal warmth.
"My dear! How are you? I do hope you don't mind my having settled - I was early and there's still such a chill in the air. It is so good to see you again. It's been quite some time."