It took a bit of digging for Adele to find that invitation again. Her younger self had made a note of it and tacked it up on the board next to her bed- one of the cats had knocked it off. But today there was something important and after some time digging then dressing and making certain she was adequately bundled up Adele made her way to the tea house, a small container of baked pastries in hand. One did not arrive to such an event empty handed, after all.

Dressed simply and warmlly she offered the closes thing to a curtsy to Estelle upon her arrival that she could while her hands were full.