She blinks, eyes fluttering, the most surprise her face betrays. She recognizes Deedee, even if she doesn't remember the name. "I can only assume. This is the address, isn't it?"

The package is damn near untouched. Natalia's eyes shift from Deedee to the sounds of ceramics and glass, and the staff moving about. Were they free to speak? "I don't suppose I can take a moment from the cold?"

It wasn't even a lie, really.