Alaree stumbled into an embarrassed silence, opening and closing her mouth weakly as her currently-junior maid came closer and closer. Finally, she was standing in mute silence, her cheeks filled with red as she stood there and quivered. Was she seriously going to... going to... was she really, actually going to go ahead and...

... When Nero pulled away, Alaree's eyes seemed almost dull, her face bright red as she stood there. One could almost seem the steam pouring form her ears. After some delay, she sprang back, pointing towards the temporary maid and still blushing furiously.

"Y-you're the w-worst junior maid e-e-ever!" she cried, quaking as she pointed, "Wh-why w-would y-y-you do that a-and... and... not... I... Wh-why would you t-take the lead when you're my junior y-y-y-you... you... gaaah!"

With that, the pigtailed maid stormed off, still blushing furiously as she did. Clearly, that was a rather embarrassing experience for her. The kitchen staff were apparently used to Alaree being strange, and therefore did not pay this even much heed.