She had been busy with helping prepare for the wedding of her employer and his bride, things seemed to be in full swing in that household. However, she had been given the chance to have some time off considering how hard she worked for the family. She had been able to afford some new frocks in the last several months, deciding to spend some of her free time sewing it herself with the fine fabric she had been gifted by the new missus of the household. The dress suited her well, too, being a darker red color with subtle, yellow embroidery. Her golden hair was piled on top of her head and a hat was perched jauntily upon her crown, strands of her hair having been curled with rags the night before as she had been taught. It wasn't the fanciest dress ever, but it was lovely on her.

Upon seeing the man who she was starting to adore with each passing day, a soft smile formed on her lips and she approached him. "Bert," she seemed to breathe when near him, wishing he would reach out and touch her. He had been courting her for a time now and it was her hope that they would settle down soon, as she was champing at the bit to simply exist with him in a home, curled up next to him intimately with or without having done anything else.