There was very little that could distract Anna-Marie from a good game with a new playmate, save for hunger, and it wasn't in Dorian's interest to find himself on that end of her attention. Anna-Marie watched Dorian oblige her in cleaning his imaginary armor before she elaborated on the reason for so calling him to this meeting with great excitement at his mistakingly offered quest. The vampire child's games were very often elaborate and she took great joy in how complex and fanciful they became sometimes. It was fun to live outside the ordinary that she was forced to live in.

It was with no regard to the amount of literal pain staking time that Dorian put into making the tea that she so abandoned that table. There was much more exciting things to do now after all. She gave no explanation to the fae seeing as he was simply her subject and hurried off into the sitting room. Not even Anna particularly knew what it was she was looking for, what would become that coveted key, but a great mess was made in display of looking. Her crystal blue eyes glanced towards Dorian with suspicion when he began to hurriedly save the articles she was disposing of. "You're looking all wrong. You're supposed to look through the things on the shelf." The first edge of irritation laced the child's tone. Dorian obviously wasn't playing along in that moment and it hadn't been lost on the little vampire.

Lucky for Dorian though he had a haphazard plan in place and so diverted Anna's attention away from what her little fingers had wrapped around to hurry from the room. Curiosity piqued, Anna followed him away from her destruction sight to the hallway. She eyed that piece of paper and pastel he produced and proceeded to sketch out the image of a key. At first Anna was about to interject and remind him that it was a real key they were looking for...when Dorian magically pulled that very key from the paper and made it real. Now that was a fun power! Anna's eyes glittered as a smile spread across her features, "I want to do that!" Whatever it was that Dorian possessed to let him bring things into real life she wanted to do it to.

The petite blonde closed the distance between them to stand on her tiptoes and investigate the blank piece of paper then the key, fingers running over and tugging at the items in question. "You must make more. I want a doll. I can't draw so you have to draw a doll for me. And then a kitty...and a dress..." She could make a long list of items to have Dorian slaving away over making her now that she had discovered this nifty little trick of his. If she couldn't learn how to make this power herself then she would get what she wanted from it straight from Dorian.