Sarah let Romeo help her, which was rare. "She bloody threw her breakfast at me, saying that it wasn't cooked right.... Wasn't cooked right my ass, I'll kill her." She grumbled to herself as she finished getting cleaned up. "Maybe Mortimer will have more patience with her..." She thought to herself out loud.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Juliet blushed at the question that Owen had asked. She smiled up at him and nodded. "And if I may ask... For another date?" Her blue eyes still twinkled softly. She was starting to grow feelings for Owen, maybe her search for a husband was over. But she couldn't be too sure, but part of her was telling her that he was the one.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Margaret chuckled as well and sighed softly as she turned back to her paperwork. She was often busy with it most of the day when she was home, but on vacation she didn't touch any of it.