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*Two months later*

Rosamund: Aaah, one long trip overseas and I’ve finally found you.

Shae: Oh? Bonjour, Mademoiselle, it has been so long! Would you like any sweets? Mistress is quite fond of these ones Shae has cooked up!

Rosamund: Well, well, well, look who it is! If it isn't my sweet big-shot boss turned...humble. How's the view from down there, Cinderella?

Shae: Well, it is just wonderful! I've never been happier!~

Rosamund: Ha! Of course. Happier scrubbing floors and polishing silverware than ruling the boardroom, huh? Color me surprised.

Shae: Oui! Absolutely! There's something so fulfilling about making everything sparkle and shine for Mistress. Plus, Shae gets to wear such adorable dresses and smile every day!

Rosamund: Ah, yes, the outfit. Quite the fashion statement, if I do say so myself. You wear it well, “boss.” I'm sure the mice and birds are singing your praises as you sweep the hearth.

Shae: Ohoho~ Oh, stop it, you! Truly, Shae feels like she’s found her true calling. Who knew cleaning could be so...therapeutic?

Rosamund: Therapeutic, eh? Well, I suppose it's cheaper than therapy. And hey, at least you won't have to worry about those pesky quarterly reports anymore, right? Signing off all those pesky humanly rights away to Nepenthe couldn’t have been a better decision, wasn’t it~

Shae: Exactly! No more stress, no more deadlines. Just me, my feather duster, and a whole lot of elbow grease.

Rosamund: I must say, you seem to be taking this whole 'fall from grace' thing surprisingly well. I half-expected you to be weeping into your mop bucket after we found out all your secrets. I do hope you’re not angry with me, are you? Ha!

Shae: Why dwell on the past when the present is so bright? Besides, who needs a corner office when you've got a spotless kitchen to tend to and a heavenly Mistress to serve!

Rosamund: Spoken like a company asset. Well, if you ever need a hand with those stubborn stains, you know where to find me, across the ocean. I just came here to check up on our little latest product, and I see you’ve taken the role quite well. I'll be over there, basking in the glow of your—sorry—my office~

Shae: Heehee~ Oui, oui, Mademoiselle. Now, if you will kindly excuse this servant, she still has some dust bunnies that are begging for her attention.

Rosamund: Of course, Your Highness. Long live the queen of clean!…*Loser~*

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*Two months later*

Rosamund: Aaah, one long trip overseas and I’ve finally found you.

Shae: Oh? Bonjour, Mademoiselle, it has been so long! Would you like any sweets? Mistress is quite fond of these ones Shae has cooked up!

Rosamund: Well, well, well, look who it is! If it isn't my sweet big-shot boss turned...humble. How's the view from down there, Cinderella?

Shae: Well, it is just wonderful! I've never been happier!~

Rosamund: Ha! Of course. Happier scrubbing floors and polishing silverware than ruling the boardroom, huh? Color me surprised.

Shae: Oui! Absolutely! There's something so fulfilling about making everything sparkle and shine for Mistress. Plus, Shae gets to wear such adorable dresses and smile every day!

Rosamund: Ah, yes, the outfit. Quite the fashion statement, if I do say so myself. You wear it well, “boss.” I'm sure the mice and birds are singing your praises as you sweep the hearth.

Shae: Ohoho~ Oh, stop it, you! Truly, Shae feels like she’s found her true calling. Who knew cleaning could be so...therapeutic?

Rosamund: Therapeutic, eh? Well, I suppose it's cheaper than therapy. And hey, at least you won't have to worry about those pesky quarterly reports anymore, right? Signing off all those pesky humanly rights away to Nepenthe couldn’t have been a better decision, wasn’t it~

Shae: Exactly! No more stress, no more deadlines. Just me, my feather duster, and a whole lot of elbow grease.

Rosamund: I must say, you seem to be taking this whole 'fall from grace' thing surprisingly well. I half-expected you to be weeping into your mop bucket after we found out all your secrets. I do hope you’re not angry with me, are you? Ha!

Shae: Why dwell on the past when the present is so bright? Besides, who needs a corner office when you've got a spotless kitchen to tend to and a heavenly Mistress to serve!

Rosamund: Spoken like a company asset. Well, if you ever need a hand with those stubborn stains, you know where to find me, across the ocean. I just came here to check up on our little latest product, and I see you’ve taken the role quite well. I'll be over there, basking in the glow of your—sorry—my office~

Shae: Heehee~ Oui, oui, Mademoiselle. Now, if you will kindly excuse this servant, she still has some dust bunnies that are begging for her attention.

Rosamund: Of course, Your Highness. Long live the queen of clean!…*Loser~*