It was quite an innocent request: making time for the maid and expressing her opinion on a new dress the redhead seemed excited to change into. Other than briefly mentioning her skirt, Grace actually hadn't really told the girl that she should be wearing something else. Regardless, it indeed sounded like something she would say, and Audrey had no reason to believe otherwise. "Yeah, sure." She simply nodded, and started following the redhead to her quarters.<br/><br/>Other than idly sitting on the edge of the bed, she didn't do much while waiting for Rikkie to show up. Having a quiet moment admittedly felt good. Upon the girl's eventual return, she studied the housekeeper's new looks with curious glances. "Mm." To tell the truth, that new dress was quite an improvement over the dreadfully dull uniform Rikkie used to wear. "You look lovely, dear." Audrey complimented. From the pale legs before her, her gaze climbed the redhead's slim form. To complement her ginger locks a bit better, she could have suggested a green dress, but this one worked wonders for Rikkie as well. "I'm sure you'll turn heads." She added with a small giggle. Given its length, the dress didn't share the conservativeness of the other one. And considering the additional parts the maid happened to have, she had to be more careful while sitting or kneeling.<br/><br/>"It's missing a cheerful smile though." Leaving a round outline on the bed cover, Audrey finally got to her feet. When Rikkie began to murmur to herself, she just thought the girl was just talking to her. "Weak? Yeah, you're quite slim. Lucky you." Audrey kept listening to the oddly spoken words of the girl. "Doing my bidding?" A flirtatious chuckled followed suit. "Ooh, that's why you called me to your room?" A closer look at the girl hinted that something wasn't quite alright, however. Her smile slowly faded. It almost looked as if the maid was sleepwalking, unaware of her surrounding or where she was.<br/><br/>"Rikkie?" Her eyes followed the girl as she left the room. She was acting awfully eerie. A mental condition perhaps, or just the exhaustion of working too much.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>To solve whatever problem her assistant tried to convey a moment ago, Grace was on her way to the parlour, where she believed most of her guests were in. She felt like a train, stuck in a loop of shuttling between the parlour and other rooms. An unexpected sight she saw out of the corner of her eye made her stop in her tracks. Gladly, it wasn't her, but a blonde woman was lying on the floor, not too far away from where Justina had suffered from her first set of contractions. If people were to be harmed in the mansion, she knew others would be quick to blame the vengeful daughter who was omitted from the will.<br/><br/>"What's happened?" Her heels clicked faster as Grace walked up to the waitress. Instead of her butt, if she could see her face, Grace would be more certain, but she seemed to be that gal she had seen beside Karl earlier. "Are you alright?" She sunk to her knees. The towels conveniently lying on the floor made the act less harsh on her bare knees. Letting out a grunt, she rolled Abby over onto her back. One of her hands perched on the woman's chest, while she kept the other below her nose to check her breathing. If someone would need to pick Abby up, that required someone stronger than her. "Karl!" Grace called out as she patted the woman on the cheek a few times.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>It took Audrey some time to shake off her initial confusion and start following the maid. She had no idea why the girl wanted to return to the study so badly. Perhaps Grace had been so hard on the girl, that she still subconsciously thought she must meet the woman in the study in this insensible state of hers. "Rikkie, you're scaring me." Thankfully, she managed to catch up with the redhead. Of course, if she had known that she was possessed, Audrey wouldn't have been so brave. With a hand clung to the girl's shoulder, she tried to stop her. "Wait!"