[ Expression falling, she finds herself pouting, in fact. ]

I see. I suppose I should've known that would be too good to be true.

[ With a SIGH, she slips away to walk herself around the desk, fingers following its edge as she stares off in fantasy. ]

Though, I suppose this means that I must have a secret admirer--

[ Which, admittedly, sounds equally thrilling and grossly desperate. Confusing. But, also an opportunity to make William jealous, which isn't desperate at all, of course. ]

My, that means my perfect man could be waiting for me!