Okay, taking this note to her office because she had such a godawful early meeting was a very, very big mistake.

Now Helen was trapped in her office, with somehow a foot-high stack of files to go through.

How did she have this many physical files? Didn't she digitize all of the every day papers?

She had a foot-high stack of files to go through, another meeting in an hour and she was supposed to have dinner with some of teh former house heads.

Right, monthly 'casual' staff meeting or soemthing.

Oh it had seemed like a good idea at the time.

Ignoring the files for the moment Helen quickly logged into her computer and clicked over to the server that let her onto the world wide web without being connected to the Sanctuary's files. She'd left a few smaller accounts in tact for just this occasion since she couldn't exactly order a dress to 'Hollow Earth Sanctuary-several miles below the Earth's surface by a woman who to the surface was very dead.'

It took a bit of clicking and searching but she grinned as she found it. A crimson dress that was in the Victorian "style." Well, it sort of wasn't, a lot of it was rather inaccurate but when she wore it she doubt it would be on for very long she could ignore the fact it had a zipper.

She ended up being late to her meeting but the fact that she was able to order the dress and it would arrive a day before Nikola returned made it so worth it.