Alaree's face was one of frozen enthusiasm when Nero took her hands and manually placed them on her chest. As the temporary maid left, the pigtailed girl seemed to wilt. Her shoulders slumped as she leaned forward.

"Somehow that didn't feel nearly as rewarding as it was supposed to..." she said, flatly, looking rather dismal as she did. Moments later, she straightened, pointing at the other girl.

"Oiii! You're supposed to be embarrassed!" she declared, "I've been waiting for nine years to get the chance to have a junior maid! I've been the most junior maid for [i]nine years[/i]! I've been practicing this whole time! You can't deprive me of my chance to embarrass a junior by testing out my most powerful technique!"

A few of the kitchen staff looked up at this outburst, but quickly they returned to their duties. After all, they had a breakfast to prepare, didn't they? They couldn't be distracted by such ridiculous things. In fact, Alaree was about to continue with her ranting, when Nero interrupted her. Elven bread...?

"... Um... well..." Alaree looked away, fingertip brushing her cheek, "I don't really know how to bake or cook or anything... So I should just go!"