[ It was late evening. Anyone that was around in the kitchen would notice one Helen Magnus sat at the table, half heartedly eating a strawberry... or two. The bowl's rather full; she's been there a while but doesn't seem particularly interested. Why? Being hurt by one of your oldest (and best) friends is a mood killer.
While she may be distracted, and sad, she wouldn't openly push company away... you may just need to nudge her a little first ]
[ The Doctor; written (added a couple of hours later) ]
Good evening, my name's Helen Magnus. I've been informed that James Watson spoke with you regarding a problem?
[ James Watson; written ]
[ The filter just sits there for a while before Helen actually writes anything. She contemplates crossing it out but she had promised to keep him informed, and even with later discussions she is still keeping that promise ]
I've contacted him.
[ The Peace Patrol; written ]
Good evening, my name's Helen Magnus. I'd like to speak with you regarding Nikola Tesla, if that's possible.
[ ooc; location open like an open thing. also reasons for her mood are
here ]