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Of course it would be soon! Belladonna was quite sure that her precious Lottie (yes, the witchling was her's even after such a short time) would find her Darkly Ever After and that the elder witch could take the satisfaction of being the one to throw black rose petals over the whole thing. It was such a perfect image in her mind that Belladonna sighed wistfully as she turned them around a bend of the stairs and up another flight.
When Lottie pronounced Mort as 'awesome', even if the witch would have replied with a small pout that yes he was very gloomy lately but that was not his normal state of being, she only bounced all the more as she stepped up and up the stairs.
"He is most awesome! I love him very, very much. I am oh so proud he made it to student council, it keeps him so very busy, even if sometimes that means I do not get to see him as much as I would prefer. But that is the sacrifice love makes from time to time!" She sighed wistfully, her free hand caressing her cheek for a moment before it fluttered in the air.
"I am sure you will understand it soon enough."

Whatever the witch had been prepared to say next about love and how witches are particularly predisposed for both great sadness and great love is totally forgotten. Instead a smile curls Belladonna's mouth until it nearly resembles something wicked. Oh Lottie, you will always have a special place in this Reaper's heart.
A hand flutters between them, a motion that is meant to convey something silly and fleeting, but which resembles more of a 'do go on' motion.
"Well, yes I was crowned Queen but I wouldn't call myself royalty--" Except she totally would because yes Belladonna was just that vain. "It was a great honor, not one that I expected either. But I am vastly appreciative of everyone, the whole school is so wonderful. I do hope you are enjoying yourself here!" Beard issues aside...

Obviously mature enough to not do silly things for attention when her boilfriend wasn't around. Nope not Belladonna.
She laughs lightly at Lottie's plea, patting the ghoul's hand with sympathy mixed with a good dose of resignation.
"Hel is one of those wonderfully individual people who do not possess the ability to have a swift change of heart. Even in matters such as these." A gentle smile was given as they crested the last set of stairs, the witch turning the younger one down the hall toward her room. "It is perhaps better to pretend this whole scenario is just Hel teaching you a lesson. I am not sure about what, but I am sure you will think of something before it is all over."

Without further ado, Belladonna let go of Lottie's arm to swing open one door that lead into a well kept, cozy looking pink and black room dotted with yellow stars and moons.
"Take a seat anywhere and make yourself at home!" The witch chirped as she sashayed over to a large bookshelf, flapping a hand at the couch or desk chair or even the fluffy looking bed.

"Tut, tut Miss Lottie. Making fun of others is rude." The witch tsked as she stared up at her books. "There are more clever ways to get even." With a devilish grin she winked at the fellow witch before she gasped. Ah! There it was!
A dramatic hand motion had the book falling from the shelf to land in Belladonna's open palms, giggling softly. She whirled around and dipped her head to Lottie.
"I am glad you like it! Not everyone is a fan of pink... But I daresay it is my favorite color." Obviously.

Flicking open the pages, she fluttered over to sit next to Lottie on the bed, taking away one finger from the book to tap at her chin. A lot of humming and mumbling to herself was done before she smiled brightly at her new little friend.
"Yes. I do believe I can remove the beard. Just stay very quiet and still and think nothing but fresh, maidenly thoughts." All the better to keep her face sweet and hair free, of course!
It took only two tries before the witch had conjured up the appropriate circle around Lottie and was able to remove the beard completely. The first attempt merely shortened it to a fashionable mustache and sideburn combo, but the second attempt removed it entirely. Quite pleased with herself, the witch offered to make them both tea and show Lottie her collection of fuzzy treat minipets, laughing merrily the whole time at the witchling's silly but adorable antics. It was a nice turn from her own melancholy and a terribly good distraction that left her feeling happy for three days straight.