“You rang, madam?” asked the butler, adjusting his oversized blue turban.
“Ah, Lazuli! How are you settling in?” asked Liz.
“I’ve only just been written into this thread, madam, moments ago. Do I have to call you madam?”
“Only when you want to be rude, according to Finnley,” Liz said, glancing fondly at the unconscious cleaner.
“This thread appears to be going nowhere, madam,” Lazuli remarked thoughtfully.
“I can write Fanella into it if you like,” Liz quickly tried to entice him to stay.
Lazuli Galore’s eyes lit up. “Did somebody mention something about sexing the story up a bit?” he asked hopefully. “We’d be the perfect characters for that.”
“Well, if its ok with Finnley, it’s ok with me. If you can wake her, we can ask her now.”