The Lady and the Professor

[Maria Freudenstein]

*Oops, late again.* she giggled as she tied back her hair and rushed for the door, then stopped. *First impressions count.*

*I can be fshionably late but should at lest appear as if I have made the effort.* An old master of applying make-up she quickly brought herself up to spec, *Not too shabby.* she thought to herself, *especially for a woman of my age.*

* Ok, here we go.* as she knowcked on the door previously identified as the Professors temprary accomodation.

"Hello*