"That's all right, I've found it." Ella smiled at Hattie, bemused. The knife she cleaned neatly and tucked back into its place on the rack. "Well, since things are coming along nicely in here for the time being, I'll take care of a few other matters in the house." It doesn't clean itself, after all. "Call if you need me, Lady Hattie."

Bobbing a quick curtsey to Kevin, she turned to escape the kitchen before another knife went flying at her.