There are...two of you?

The tone had shifted in the elevator, but Mrs. Proctor didn't let that stop her. Once the elevator doors opened up to the executive level, she happily and gladly led them around the space. She was holding onto her giant bouquet of flowers with one hand, and gesturing around the space with the other. 

"Over here is where most of our meetings are held. This is the board room. I modeled it after a sketch your Mother did back in the day. Oh! This is a painting from your Mother's storage that she left to me before she passed. I think she worried that her family was going to take everything, so she started giving out things early." Andrew's head was spinning with all the new information he was getting, and the fact that she was so cheerful.