[ She can HEAR you out there Dorian. You're KILLING her. She bustles about in the kitchen, fetching a glass of water. She could forgive the flirty attitude towards Hattie - that's pretty much expected. But using those same terms of endearment is going to make Hattie think there was something when there was nothing. ]
IF you don't want to be a bother, leave. [ Muttering under her breath. Eyeing the water for a few minutes, seriously considering spitting in the glass. . . nah. She takes the glass out to the living room, all smiles again. ]
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IF you don't want to be a bother, leave. [ Muttering under her breath. Eyeing the water for a few minutes, seriously considering spitting in the glass. . . nah. She takes the glass out to the living room, all smiles again. ]
Here you are Hattie, how are you feeling? Better?