It wasn't an order, and Audrey was not necessarily in a position to give the housekeeper commands. However, the young ginger seemed to have taken it as one while fulfilling her simple request. Standing behind the girl, she put her hands on her shoulders. "Ethan?" One index finger began tapping as Audrey tried to match the name with a face in her head, but failed to do so. Although she knew her boss well, almost too well for that matter, Grace tended to omit talking about her family members. So, said cousin was sadly unfamiliar to her. From the look of it, this was also the case for Rikkie.<br/><br/>"He'd better hurry up." From the maid's shoulders, Audrey's hands slid towards the back of her neck. "Or we'd have a very wet Ethan soon." The weather seemed to contradict the forecast. A storm seemed imminent. Audrey began to gather those orange locks in one of her hands, fingers of the other brushing them backwards. Grace had yet to say anything about it, but she suspected the young housekeeper shouldn't have her hair down while attending to the guests, hence Audrey had a simple hair tie around her wrist.<br/><br/>A flash of lightning bled into the foyer through the windows beside the doors. While working on the young woman's hair, Audrey began to count. "One… Two… Three…" Proportional to the intensity of the flash, rumble of the thunder was heard as she said "five." A soft chuckle followed the loud noise. When she was done, Rikkie would be wearing a low ponytail. "Oh, another one." Audrey pointed out as another flash was seen. "One… Two…" The thunderclap came sooner this time. Apparently, the storm was coming closer to the mansion. This time, Audrey offered no giggle. "Is there anyone outside?" She asked. The following bolt of lightning didn't allow her to count the seconds. It split the sky, and roared at the same time. The loudness and closeness of the bolt made her uneasy, causing her to squeeze Rikkie's shoulders. Next, her ears rang with another type of thunder.<br/><br/>"Audrey!"<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>It was a relief to verify that her father hadn't indeed put anything into Justina's belly. It was an absurd question perhaps, but one that she had to ask. Grace was still quite bitter that Marcus had a fatherly bond with someone else, but also glad that said bond hadn't been abundantly close and twisted. "Alright." With a sigh, she walked towards the pregnant woman, the lingering thunderclap overwhelming the click of her heels. "A girl." Towering before her guest, her gaze fell on her protruding belly. "Why do you think he's asked you to wait for birth to claim your bequest?" Grace mentioned a point Marcus had made in his will. Though the wrathful clouds prevented her from dwelling on the topic when the ear-splitting sound of the latest lightning filled the mansion. "Do you need my assistance to get up?" Instead, she ended up offering her hand.<br/><br/>With somewhat hurried steps, Grace headed to the entrance of the mansion. "Audrey!" She called out upon finding her lovely assistant with Rikkie. "I thought you said it'll be sunny today." Currently, it was anything but sunny. The clouds looked even more furious than her. To have a better look at them, she wanted to open the door. "Well, I don't see any sun." The door handle felt solid in the firm grip of her soft hands. The door, however, refused to open. "I don't see…" Grace tried again, but it wouldn't budge. From her assistant, her attention shifted to the housekeeper. "Have you locked the door?" With widened eyes, she made a quick inquiry.