She moved quicker than I would expect from her, but I know better than most to judge a book by its cover. Following in step, she took me up the stairs where all the portraits of previous Prime Ministers and important figures were hanging on the wall. Once at the top, she continued down a long hallway. More portraits and paintings donned the hallway, but the interior has been beautiful so far. She stopped in front of the door at the end of the hallway and gave it a soft knock. 