Only her head and legs

After the shock wore off, Weiss could only stare at her legs, which beside her head was the only thing out of the wall. 'This doesn't make sense, why go through the trouble of trapping me in a wall, but leave my legs free?'

Weiss attempts to touch the ground, but her high heel couldn't reach the floor, as sadly it seems she was at least two feet off the ground.

'Oh yeah, because I'm short.' Weiss kicks her legs in frustration, which was basically the only thing she could do, as no matter how hard she'll try, she couldn't touch the floor with her pale, smooth, beautiful, perfect legs. (sorry, I couldn't resist. She has really great legs.)

"Now, now, I'm sure your family taught you proper girl. Well, if they did you probably would've learned not to trespass on someone's property."

Weiss's tantrum stopped, her attention focused on the person who just walked into the room, who she assumes is the owner.