Beatrix sighed heavily as she finshed gathering up her papers and with an armful of it all she headed straight past Ms.Mortimer and out the kitchen door. "It is none of your business," she said simply as she passed the older woman. "You need not know everything about my life." And it wasn't just because she was annoyed at her stepping in like she was doing, but also because despite how obnoxious she could be, she was a a harmless old woman. She didn't need to know and then be put into danger for knowing. 

Ms. Mortimer followed after her, dark full skirts russling as she went. "Ms. Brown," she said with a tone that was very motherly. "While you remain under my roof, I am care taker. That means I need to know your comings and goings."

Bea stopped at the foot of the stairs and looked at her evenly through her glasses. "If you must know, I am going on a trip to see some friends. Roger is accompanying me there."

Ms. Mortimer looked as if she had been stabbed in the chest, a thin hand coming up to rest on her sternum in her shock. "Going with a...a... [i]man [/i]? [I]Alone? [/i] Out of the question. I forbid it."

"As I've already told you, you are not my mother. Roger is the most upstanding gentlemen I've ever known. I am going, he is coming. And you have no say either way. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to put this away and fetch my coat."

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Rebeca smiled at him. "I think I'll go find her, if you don't mind that," she said with a nod of her head. She was sure that he wouldn't mind. "I'm sure I'll see you soon." And with that she gave him a little wave and turned on her heel to head out to find the errant mechanic. 

She had been to London a few times over the year, but she would never say that she was overly familiar with the place. It had taken her a few minutes to find the parts shop as it was. And even if the tavern was just down the road, that didn't mean she might not get lost on the way. But not going wouldn't help her learn her way any. Thankfully the place wasn't too terribly hard to find, and she walked into the tavern that was already starting to grow busy, with blue eyes looking around to see if she could spot Estella among the patrons.