"Oh not as sorry as you will be." Tina pulled her back by her arm a little hard. "You are going to go to the kitchen right now and get something to clean this up with, you incompetent little twit."
Her eyes were of ice, even as she internally enjoyed their little show.
"God, how hard is it to find decent help around here?" she said, turning to her "friends". "Don't worry, Elisabeth. I will see to it that the cost of your dress comes out of her wages."
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