Knox takes a seat courteously as the tea is handed to her. She goes to grab it at first, but then becomes suddenly aware that her mouth is veiled. I suppose it is a bit dimmer in this room, at least.... With that odd comment, she grabs her scarf, fidgeting with it for a moment as she loosens and removes it from the lower part of her face, revealing an always pursed mouth and skin as pale and white as the driven snow. She sips the tea out of courtesy, not entirely sure if it is supposed to be good or not. With a bit more certainty, she pulls up her scarf, revealing more of her face, it now covering just her eyebrows and up. I am Knox. It seems I just enrolled. This is the Paranormal Activity Club, isn't it? To confirm, who is the club president? she asks in odd anticipation.