<em>Annalise with Miss Edwards.</em><br/><br/>Annalisa nodded in response to the woman's questioning, warily eying the item the older woman held in her hands. She was no stranger to it, that was for certain, but she wasn't eager to have a reunion with it so soon. She didn't forget the stinging sensation of it on her sensitive, tanned skin and wasn't looking for anyway to relive that.<br/><br/>"Y-y-yes Miss Edwards," she said to the woman respectfully, making sure her posture and poise was perfect. Her manners of speech was even worse, since the fear of the crop and the weariness of her body was getting the better of her. "Mr Hawkins was h-h-having a c-conversation with him and wh-while we c-c-conversed, I kept using slang a-and street w-words."<br/><br/>She bowed her head and curtsied again, her heart pounding hard in her and her breathe light and airy. If she was going to get it, she might as well steel herself for the worst. "I a-apologize profu-fusley for my in-incons-consideration. Please forgive me Miss Edwards, I'll try to do my best."