Dr. Rights raised her eyes from pages of the book she was holding and looked at you quizzically. A happy grin, as usual. An oddity down here. Somehow, she managed to avoid the really horrible stuff. Likely to keep from causing a problem. She’s not terrible at things, no. She’s just motherly with the staff.

Agatha smiled and chuckling to herself, trying to figure out what she can help you with. "Guest, right? Want a muffin?"