Shelby this, Shelby that. (Banks, let's do this.)

[Shelby Danes]

"Dang it," Shelby said aloud as the announcement raced through her ears. She was just getting a well-deserved lunch, a lunch fit for a beauty such as herself. Well, maybe not a 'beauty' but a lunch fit to match her appetite. Shelby was the next in-line, and as she reluctantly forced herself out of her prime spot, she reached for the ordering stand, completely showing off her hungriness in an embarrassing manner. "Don't you worry Mr. Macaroni and Ms Cheese, you shall be mine~"

Upon leaving the cafe, she gave herself a slight smile, she didn't really care what people thought of her, she was just hungry, and the fact that she was being pulled out of a threesome with Mr. Macaroni and Ms Cheese made her rather angry, but not angry enough to showcase it. As she reached the elevator, she pressed the button with her left thumb, and waited for the motion for her to enter inside it.

Moments later, the door opened, and Shelby was on her way. As the elevator began it's way to the top, she leaned against the wall, trying to ignore the feeling in her stomach. "Hm...I suppose I was hungrier than I thought." Tapping her foot to the lame elevator music, the door finally opened, and she was on her way towards destiny.

Seconds later, she was at Banks's door, knocking in an almost rude manner.

[rr]

His eyes were no longer resting, as the knock on the door disturbed him out of his mental trance. Suddenly, the smell of curds overwhelms him. Blue, to be more exact.

A growl later, the door is opened and he looks down upon the interrupting blue cheese, which just so happens to be a woman.

[Shelby Danes]

"Greetings," Shelby responded innocently, "I'm here for the surprise meeting set by the one named Ms. Silvia Banks?" She shook her head, she forgot to introduce herself, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Shelby Steele, and I figured I would check and see what exactly Madam Banks wants." She extends her hand, nearly taken by the size of her personal assistant.

[rr]

Her friendly gesture is met with his rebuttling snort. His slightly hidden eyes read "Walk..."

[Shelby Danes]

Taking back her hand, "Fine then, you meanie." She playfully sticks out her tongue, winking afterwards to tell him that she was merely joking. After a moment of waiting for any kind of response, she began to notice that Radimir wasn't exactly stopping her from going to Bank's office. Shrugging, she heads towards it.

[sil]

It had been quite the long day indeed. She had to skip her afternoon lunch earlier in the day, since she was recently in the GCW studios cutting that promo featured in her announcement a few minutes ago. It turned out very well if you ask her. All she could do is hope that all these ladies could tell her how they fit each category detailed in that video... categories that exemplify what it takes to truly be a Top Debutante in GCW's ladies division.

Luckily for her, she had brought along a fruit bar in her Chanel bag. After rummaging through its contents, she pulls out the fruit and begins unwrapping it while she's free of any visitors. Soon thereafter, she realizes there's yet another arrival on her way towards her.

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby wasn't sure if Radimir had allowed her to pass, so she kept glaring back, making sure she wasn't doing anything wrong as she headed towards Bank's office door. Once at the doorway entrance, she took another glance, and knocked on the entrance border. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Shelby responds rather modishly. As she looked down to what Silvlia was busy with, her stomach instantly growled. Silvia was eating, this was going to be long meeting...

[sil]

Was that her stomach growling? No... it couldn't be. She looks around and sees a head sneaking a peak of Silvia having her small snack.

May I help you?

She thought Radimir was keeping watch...

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby nodded, "Yes ma'am, I'm here for the uncanny debutante meeting, may I come in?"

[sil]

You may...

She motions her in as she slips the fruit bar back in her bag.

And what is your name, dear?

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby let out a sigh of relief, with the food gone, she could finally somewhat relax, and focus on something other than hunger. However, her stomach thought otherwise, is it growled loudly once more. "Shelby Steele," she responded quickly, trying to hide it. As she walked closer to the office table, she an extended her hand for a handshake before sitting down.