Julia stood quietly, curiously alright with being ignored - nothing truly bad could happen to her, nor could she commit some terrible faux pas while she was just standing idly, her head bowed, listening to the chatter around her. And then Mistresses needed her, and she nodded obediently, taking a drink order for each of them - ice water for the girl at the end of the leash, more complex drinks for others - and scampered off, returning several times with drinks for each woman before finally handing Madalyn's hers, sinking down quietly to her knees beside her.<br/><br/>This she felt like she could handle.