Olivia is a bit fluttery as she waits for " Ganymede," hopeful without knowing quite what she's hoping for. the "boy" reminds her of Cesario - that is enough.
Ganymede, for his own part, is more than slightly apprehensive. But, a meeting is a meeting, and as a 'gentleman,' he cannot break his word. Arriving at the door of Olivia's chambers, he knocks politely, uncertain how else to proceed.
*innocently, looking up towards the ceiling* As man, I am called for none lesser than Zeus' page; were I woman, for naught more great than humble flower. *looks to Olivia* Were I woman, Rosalind would be my name.
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