<em>Violet Edwards &amp; Annalisa, in the Green Bedroom</em><br/><br/>"Good evening Miss Edwards," Annalisa said as she curtsied in greeting and stood properly again. "May I have... I have a word with you? It's about... my... my speech."<br/><br/>As she spoke, the girl made sure to be in the position Miss Edwards expected her to be in. Her back and shoulders up, straight and sharp, her hands folded behind her back neatly and her chin up with her eyes focused and alert to everything around her. She was honestly finding this hard, the posture and all, to due to the lateness of the hour and the heavy meal she had earlier slowly kicking in.<br/><br/>She felt a yawn coming on but stopped herself from doing it, keeping her sleepiness and aching bones to herself. After all, she knew better than to do anything Miss Edwards may find 'inappropriate' since the woman could be scary. There was a reason she was chosen by the Ambrose family to be the etiquette tutor chosen out of all the others.<br/><br/>Annalisa looked back before she entered the room of the etiquette teacher, wondering if her brother was still standing behind her. She saw nothing but an empty hallway instead, noting that he must have left when she was talking or when Miss Edwards was speaking. If she was supposed to feel relieved, Annalisa wasn't. While she didn't like him hoovering over her like an insect, she did like the fact he was there for her no matter what.<br/><br/>"Thank you for inviting me in Miss Edwards," she said when she entered the room, careful to not touch anything in fear of messing it up somehow. She liked having her fingers and toes on her, thank you very much. "I wi-wi... wish to d-discuss something im-important ma-matters with you." Her inability to say the fancy words were coming back now, but she showed much effort - too much of it - to avoid using slang. "I... err... an-angered Mr Ha-Hawkins earlier with my... sp-speech. Would you like to hear how I spoke to him?"