<strong>Who: </strong>Dahlia Stevens<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Pretty22.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Where: </strong>The Kitchen<br/><strong>With:</strong>Mrs. Rogers, Sir Torres, William McGowin<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1<br/><strong>What:</strong>Preparing dinner<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Truly? How much trouble could this house hold? She wondered how many of the new help this weekend would actually enjoy it here or go pale as a sheet and run off home. It sounded like William would be staying...the grin remaining on her lips as his fingers touched along her arm. She didn't give him any more tinder for the fire - purposefully not answering him except with a sway of hips and a glance and just set about her work before she got yelled at, fired or well...punishment was all bad 'round here. Midnight munchies indeed...<br/><br/>Within a few minutes the phylo cups were filled, garnished and ready, set up on the plate. Next up, the rounds of toasted bread to be topped. She couldn't wait for this day to be over. They'd been in the kitchen forever today it seemed - all week really preparing. Mrs. Rogers had been over the pantry, having her double check, even when she knew the woman would be in to triple check afterword just about every day.<br/><br/>A glance at Sir Torres and he was working with the fruits and vegetables to be displayed, Willow looking over what he was doing. She should probably be out with the rest of the guests, but it was more than likely her first time at the Weekend as well...couldn't blame the girl for getting away. Dahlia wondered just what was happening in the Library. She'd have to get back in there at some point to return the book she smuggled out.<br/><br/>Next up would be dessert...She'd have to steal some of those strawberries for garnish...They would be perfect...</span></span>