Second floor powder room. Someone willing to serve as a guide. Sera smiled slyly, then controlled it into a more indifferent polite expression. "That's an interesting supposition," she said, at a lack of what else to say. "But as you mention the powder room — I should head there myself."

She wasn't going to rush, and would make small talk with at least two other people on her way there, but she knew where to go. And she knew Henry. He wouldn't even notice.