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[great_thief]

Three days in, and Bela's still not convinced she's not stumbled into someone else's dream. Someone else's as opposed to her own, as she's quite certain that there are better amenities and fewer primates in her dreams. Not to mention the fact that Dean would have been on a leash

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[heartlikesteel]

Ellen strode into the kitchen looking for coffee, and took note of the woman sitting at the table with her coffee. She seemed... too careful, too awake, almost. Ellen smiled politely and grabbed her usual bowl of oatmeal and cup of steaming coffee and pulled up a chair, sinking into it. She ate a few bites, still catching glimpses of the woman as she scanned the newspaper that lay on the table. New York Times, from 2005, but still. News was news.

She leaned back after finishing off the oatmeal, sipping at her own coffee. She cocked her head, finally catching the woman's eye. "You new?"

[great_thief]

Bela knows well enough when she's being watched, and the inquiry surprises her not at all. Her smile, however, is pleasant and airy as she lifts one bare shoulder in a half-shrug.

"Newish, I guess," she answers, her American accent flawless. "I've been here about a week."

[heartlikesteel]

Ellen nodded. "Adjusting well?" Something about this girl seemed off, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Why was she just sitting here, drinking coffee? But then. Maybe Ellen was just too much a skeptic for her own good. Need to break that habit eventually. She took another slow sip of coffee. ...eventually.

[great_thief]

"As well as could be expected, I guess," Bela answers with a slight chuckle. "Is it even possible, here? Just when I think I've got a handle on things, something knocks me for a loop."

[heartlikesteel]

Ellen chuckled, nodding. "Sounds about right." She cocked her head to the side. "Y'look a little lost, though. Just sitting in the kitchen." She smiled. "Found your way to the rec room yet?"