"Surely you misunderstand. I would never do such a thing." Not surprisingly, it was said in that same soft tone she's spoken in almost exclusively, one that makes it difficult to tell just how much of a joke her words were. There does seem to be a tiny hint of a smile touching her lips, but she seems to be doing her best to push it away. It manages to stay on her face for a brief moment at the cutesy way her offering was claimed.
"This might be a strange thing for me to say, but I would like to thank you for being so...normal. This job is more stressful then you might think, with all the demands the more entitled customers make of us. To be able to simply sit here and talk is a wonderful bit of mental relaxation I didn't realize I actually needed. Even if certain girls won't stop trying to spy on us." She doesn't bother looking, but you know what you're doing, Mika!
"Sorry if that seems a weird thing to say. But I do mean it. Honestly, its very rare to have a customer that sees us as actual people. I don't entirely fault them for it, we sell a fantasy to people who can't afford a real maid. We're supposed to be their 'servants', and the 'elite' don't have to care about their servants." An undisguised frown touches her face as she says that. "But I am ruining the mood. I promise this time it will be well within your reach." True to her word, the next spoonful won't require Jeannette to lean forward nearly as far. Apparently, the teasing is at an end.
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"This might be a strange thing for me to say, but I would like to thank you for being so...normal. This job is more stressful then you might think, with all the demands the more entitled customers make of us. To be able to simply sit here and talk is a wonderful bit of mental relaxation I didn't realize I actually needed. Even if certain girls won't stop trying to spy on us." She doesn't bother looking, but you know what you're doing, Mika!
"Sorry if that seems a weird thing to say. But I do mean it. Honestly, its very rare to have a customer that sees us as actual people. I don't entirely fault them for it, we sell a fantasy to people who can't afford a real maid. We're supposed to be their 'servants', and the 'elite' don't have to care about their servants." An undisguised frown touches her face as she says that. "But I am ruining the mood. I promise this time it will be well within your reach." True to her word, the next spoonful won't require Jeannette to lean forward nearly as far. Apparently, the teasing is at an end.