Damnit, the paper towels in her ears do nothing. Like goggles.

"My lady?" Oh, well that would be fine. Just as long as Hattie didn't expect her to do the cooking. But Ella was quickly realizing that as long as Ella was there, Hattie could use her as a means to get out of doing the manual labor.

So she tucked down and retrieved the pot from the lower cupboard, bringing it over to hand the pot to Kevin. "There you are." A beat. "Ah- I think I should look in on Kyra and Mimsy - I wouldn't want them to get themselves into trouble, unsupervised."