"I can work really hard!" He shouted through the door.

Benny called out, "Don't keep calling out. You might bother him. Just go home and try later.'

James left the door, but he didn't quite leave.

If Zech were to look out of his window, he might see the top of a child's head, James' eyes just above the window sill.

Benny shrugged, thinking he must have left. He started to finish putting things up in the kitchen so that he could retire to bed.

The couch faced inside rather than outside, and besides - Zechariah was deep in speculation about the sister-in-law now.

James knocked.

Zechariah jumped! Oh God! It was the butler after all, and he had fired one and he was back to -

Zechariah looked over his shoulder, squinted, then looked lower down.

Benny had heard the knock, so he'd returned. He had a towel slung over his shoulder looking rather annoyed. "Just a brat who wants a job, sir. I'll get rid of him." He reached to open the door but made sure he kept his body against it so it couldn't be pushed open or the kid could try to slip by.

James was still by the window rather than door. He put his dirty hands around his mouth and against the glass. "Excuse me seeeeer!" he shouted. "I'm James Longbottooooom! I want to applyyyyy!"

Sweeter words were never spoken. Zechariah put his feet on the table and congratulated himself for hiring sheerly on his merit of pissing Rose off.