Yours to command

She stood and waited for the figure to come out, "Busy." The bitch didn't even turn to look at her, and Pandora's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. She stood dangerously still, showing almost no other sign that she was irked by the girls reply. "Busy you say?" She stalked forward, remaining quiet until she stopped right behind her. "Sirius, who is this wench and why does she think she is that much more important that she dared not spare a look to her superior?" Her voice was calm. Icy, even. As she stared at the womans back. If this was the slave that she had heard about, she would make sure she would regret her lack of respect.