Lucy entered the kitchen and noticed Robert working. "You can start cleaning up the food outside. Our guests will be leaving soon."
"Oui," Robert said, looking up at Lucy. He suddenly came to a realization that he had not up until now, he'd been too focused on his duties. Lucy was taller than he was. Not only that, her arms seemed much less delicate and more substantial.
"What are you looking at?" Lucy asked him, confused at why he wasn't moving.
"You have changed," he said.
Lucy looked at him seriously. "Yes, Robert...I've had to.." she said. He's such an immature young thing, she thought, looking at the dark skinned form that was starting to fill out the maid's uniform quite nicely.
"But...what about...us? Is everything back to before?" He asked. He didn't like when she was mad at him.
"I'm willing to move past this situation, Robert...but I don't think anything will be like it was before...for any of us," Lucy said.
He nodded.
"Good...now...get back to work," she said, turning away.
Robert headed out the back door onto the patio, and came face to face with a blond. The blond squinted at him.
"Robert?"
"Oui? Is there something I can help you with?"
"I guess I look as different as you do. It's Simon...Bl....Gibson."
