Yep she was the maid alright, his Uncle had rather lovely taste when it came to hired help. Ethan's eyes ran down her body when she wasn't paying attention to him and he put on a small smile giving the innocent route a try. "That is ok, you must have been busy." Her hands were full and he walked up to her looking over the large pile and smiled. "I'm Ethan." It was a struggle to old a laugh back as she nodded his head. "I know my way... please don't worry about me." He said showing himself to the parlor.<br/><br/>God the sound of those heals could only be Grace, "Grace I am so sorry for you lose." Late? He was late in that sense, in all sense. "I'm late, but it's not easing getting this far on a limited income Grace." Ethen said as he ran his fingers along his hair shaking the water out slightly. He was damp but he would live. A little water was nothing compared to an evening with his family sadly.<br/><br/>"Give her a break Grace, can't you see she is busy enough as it is. Jesus... you would know it was me in a matter of time anyway." Ethan says as he rolled his eyes watching the women pull at the maid's skirt. Well it was nice to see nothing changed around here, wasn't it nice to have a maid? The young women was struggling with her words at first as Ethan put his hand up. "Keep doing your job, I'll handle the wrath of Grace." He said as he looked to Grace and crossed his arms leaning on the rail of the stairs. "Come on, leave her alone... why don't you go get me a drink. We can talk about old times... when I used to be happy to see your face."