"Ah!" Christine became instantly delighted, a young female voice. She gently placed the large fluffy bundle onto the desk and pet him once. "Coming!" She sad as she got to her feet and walked towards the entrance. Her joy faded some as she saw a young lady, younger than she wished but then girls this age did become maids often didn't they? The poor thing was a mess.

"Yes, I am Christine Pennyfeather, this is my shop. And you are here about the ad? What is your name, and tell me your .. ah.. experience as a maid or just what you can do?" She wasn't a woman used to interviewing but she would try. She waved her to follow as she moved through the rows with ease to find her desk at the back of them, her white cat giving her an annoyed look at waking him up. "Sorry Archimedes, it's business." She waved her hand for the girl to sit in the chair opposite her own, it was well embroidered and cushioned for comfort as was her own.