"Ella. Ella, really. -Where- do you have to go that's so important? You go out for drinks once a year and that isn't even to meet men. And even if the opportunity arose, you -couldn't- because you can't get tipsy before work." Hattie replies with a smug grin.

Of course, there were other problems that could occur, but she'd cross that bridge when she gets there. "Yes you are employed, under me now." she says afterward, looking amused. "And it's too late, you already agreed to help, so this is how you're going support me. And besides, if it's really such an inconvenience, you can always just quit one of your other jobs."

She crosses her arms.