Greer was not and had never been, much of a morning person. Tea did little to wake her up and she could very well live the debutante life if staying up late and sleeping until noon, if granted the indulgence. Work of course, put a damper in such delights and so she was up, enjoying a cup of coffee when Lorelei came in. "Morning," she half-grunted, knowing Lorie wouldn't take offense to the tone. Two cups of coffee needed to be inhaled before she was human.

"Sure, what is on your mind?" She could try and focus at the very least, if Lorelei had something important to tell her.