<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=81439.msg3684197#msg3684197">Quote from: MrDiamondBackJack on September 26, 2010, 12:29:15 am</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Edna turned as Charlie entered the room.  "Charlie!  You had me worried child."  She walked to her and took her hands, but let go when Charlie flinched.  Edna pulled up Charlie's sleeves and winced at the sight of the bandages.  "Again?  You really need to be more careful dear.  I will serve.  Go sit and have a cup of tea.  There are some young men here, so you might try to be pleasant."  The last was spoken is something very like a stage whisper.<br/><br/>"Everyone, this is Charlie!"  She got another cup of tea for Charlie, fixing it like the girl liked it.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">" No no, Ms. Edna... it's not so bad." Pleaded Charlie, she looked like a pathetic puppy for a moment as she made her way down the stairs and blushed at Edna's late comment. Leaning against the railing with her good arm, she looked out into the room. She did not recognize most of the faces, though most of the voices did jog her memory. She could recall clearly the sounds and vocal patterns of the guest she help take reservations for. Her large doey eyes scanned the room again, taking in the faces. She smiled a warm soft smile, waving lightly towards the guests. <br/><br/>"Hello, I'm Charlie Banes... I work here at the Rose Cottage." He tone, like always was soft and soothing. She had to sort of voice you would want to have lullabies sang to or bed time stories read to you. " It's a pleasure to meet you all face to face... " Her movements were gentle as she crossed the distance between the foot of the stairs into the drawing room.</span></span><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=81439.msg3698205#msg3698205">Quote from: dragonsen on September 28, 2010, 09:48:50 pm</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Belatedly, he saw the serving girl come on and Ms. Edna serving the tea instead. Getting out of his chair, he went to help them out.<br/><br/>"I can be your legs, Ms. Edna," he said softly. "Don't ask me to pour the tea though. I'm likely to foul that up."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">She looked a bit startled at Arthur and then smiled wearily. " Don't worry, you're a guest here.. Mr...?" It was then she also noticed Morgan, these were more people than she had expected.</span></span>