Lydia hadn't spent too much time taking care of things around the house. Her flat was appallingly clean most of the time (due in large part to the barrage of house elves that she had shuffling around during the day when she wasn't around) and her clothes were meticulously filed in a closet in her bedroom, so there wasn't much in the way of 'clutter'. She was wearing what was usual for her - a corset and a pair of long gloves along with ... well, little else. Stockings, since she was feeling particularly modest.
She answered the door with a smirk (after waiting about thirty seconds, because one should never appear to eager for company), glancing to the other woman.
"So good to see you, Luci. Do come in..." She stepped back from the door, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor, and nodded toward the inside of the flat. "...I trust you found your way all right." Not that it was terribly easy to get lost with apparation unless you were rather drunk.
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