First Entrance
Martha isn't paying attention when she opens the door to her office; trying to balance a leather satchel, cell phone, several messages left downstairs for her by constituents who didn't realize she was out of town, and the overwhelming urge to sit down and do absolutely nothing for the rest of the day.
She starts paying attention when the relative quiet of said office is replaced by the hustle and bustle of a busy restaurant. Or, in this case, a bar. This explains the concerned expression, and abruptly non-working phone, on the redhead in business attire and heels standing in front of the Door.
"Oh, my dear ..."
Welcome to Milliways, Martha Kent.
She starts paying attention when the relative quiet of said office is replaced by the hustle and bustle of a busy restaurant. Or, in this case, a bar. This explains the concerned expression, and abruptly non-working phone, on the redhead in business attire and heels standing in front of the Door.
"Oh, my dear ..."
Welcome to Milliways, Martha Kent.