<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://i0.wp.com/style.pk/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/yasmeen-ghauri-biography-and-photos-18.jpg)<br/></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Berlin Sans FB;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> Taffy Silk<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾  </span></span></div></div><br/>Yes, something is definitely 'up'. Jaclyn appears to be all but rooted to the spot, as if having two competing conversations with herself.<br/><br/>It's a relief when the barely dressed maid Amanda is sent out, with a warning.<br/><br/>"Very good, miss, but an upper hand, Miss du Monde? Oh, I see. Um."<br/><br/>That might be fun for a bit, I guess, but potentially dangerous. I have no doubts at all that Tutu will be slipping out quite a lot. Oh well, I have to keep up my minion role.<br/><br/>There's an unspoken comment about 'past times' or is that 'pastimes' - I deduce that the two have been very close on occasion. I wonder if that explains Miss J's stiffness?<br/><br/>I blink and look back, trying to work out what du Monde is talking about. Her house is her house? So core? I look with curiosity to see how Miss J reacts? I've seen this superiority complex be used before, and always found it tiresome to witness.