Erica narrowed her eyes at both of them. "Where he's staying and what he does to pay for it isn't the damn point. The point is he's<em>mine!</em>I don't poach when you go out, don't fucking think I'm going to let you poach on me. I just want you to fucking ask. That's not asking so much, is it?"  She turned on Alfred. "And you, pet, are<em>mine</em>to order around, not hers, unless<em>I</em>say so.  I didn't bring you here to please her, and if you think I'll let you go so easy, you've got another think coming.  Now, go fuck off while I set some ground rules with Cass, here."<br/><br/>She turned her body and pulled Cass back along the hallway, slightly out of sight of Alfred, like a parent trying to hide their disagreement from their child. "If you wanted him, then you should have fucking ghouled him when you had the chance. Now either deal straight with me or I get angry."  Her own fists were ready sand waiting to make her point to Cassidy, should that become necessary.