She waited with baited breath, and then she cracked the door open to see if the coast was clear. Then she nearly fell out of the cupboard, doubled over with pent up laughter. "Grazie," she said eventually, after catching her breath of course. "His friends were not part of the deal... Ugh... He owes me for escorting him to the party though, bastardo." She huffed. That and she just lost her query that she was spying on... On the other hand, if this was the son of Mr. Carrington as she had heard, she now had a new query to spy on? Except she didn't want to.