Erggh. The hard part of coming home is seeing the people you forgot you were ever going to have to see again. This is why I spent the first couple of years I came back hiding out in my mom's house and only calling very specific people.

(The nosy gossip in me was totally confused, by the way, because I had thought that Madame Director was a completely different person, and I did an embarrassing amount of googling trying to figure out who she actually is. I think I got it eventually, not that it actually matters at all. Heh.)