Despite how wild and chaotic Diana normally appeared, she could be extremely efficient and straight-to-the-point if she wanted to. And thus, Lane was in for a surprise when the very next day, he got called into Cyrus' office, where his grandfather, father, and mother were all waiting…
And Diana. His grandmother was there as well. Sitting on a throne made from toppled over furniture, and sipping her tea with her pinky extended, her hair wild and her clothes even more so, she appeared to be the calmest and most composed person in the room, even with all the eccentricities.
Truly an inspiring figure (at least as far as Lane was concerned).
"Sit down," Miles said, pointing at the sofa. Or, at least, what remained of it, as half had been crushed by one of the bookshelves. "We need to talk."
