<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/EllaPrice.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Ella Price<br/><strong>Where: </strong>Lord Greymore’s Room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Albert Godfrey, Archie Greymore<br/><br/><strong>When:</strong>1 P.M.<br/><strong>What: </strong>Trapped Like a Rabbit in a County-Fair Bound Cage<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Ella nodded with a warm smile and nodded. "How absolutely wonderful!" She said brightly. Inside, she was cursing herself for not portraying herself as a drab nothing. But somehow, she had grown comfortable in this house. In her experience attention for men was always bad ... bad ... bad. Perhaps, if she were to vomit right now and pretend to fell sick. Honestly, she did feel a little nauseated at the thought of going somewhere new, but as she waited briefly, hopefully, expectently ... there was nothing, not even an unpleasant little urp. "So, am I dressed fine," she asked? Maybe if they had some special maid's costume she was supposed to wear there might be a fitting and she could botch it up somehow.<br/><br/><br/>