She glanced over her pile of work to where she was called. Willow had managed to clean it all up anyway. She was used to being ignored, it came along with being the plain girl in the room. At least she was noticed enough to be called over for a mess. 

She resumed her work and continued on with the roll-ups, setting each one neatly in the bucket for Willow. Humming a lovely tune as her fingers folded the napkin over itself, tucking the silverware tightly inside.