It's the second time in as many nights, but at least this time Fifi suspects she knows who it is. And she finds she's right, as she emerges from her room again and, this time, simply pads into the kitchen half-asleep and takes out a cup and saucer for the lady.
She sets it down in front of Alexandrie and checks the kettle, resting her cheek on her curled hand as she watches it boil, letting Lexie investigate the brews. "Something to help you sleep, Madame?" Fifi asks, her voice raspy from sleep.