Go away Hattie? Why that smarmy little son of a bi-

"E- Ella, come now.." she grits her teeth, "That is no way to talk to your darling stepsister, is it? Ever since you left, our business hasn't been the same. Especially since someone sold off all the dresses to the wrong people.."

Knock knock.

"But I forgive you. Let's go home and take care of it, all right? Pretty please?"