"Nice way it is."

And it's generally the one she prefers, if given the opportunity. Shifting her bag on her shoulder, she slowly opens the gate and starts to make her way through. There aren't any specific wards on the walkway itself, likely so that they didn't explode any unfortunate deliverymen, but she can feel the magic coating the front door as they approach.

She takes a deep breath, before reaching over to knock. "Here goes nothing."