On Wednesday Margo had gone sledding with Monty and some of the other Clubs. Today had been somewhat boring; she had been holed up in her room or in the castle kitchens for what felt like ages. She needed a change of scenery, a pint would not do her any harm either, so she braved the cold to reach Henry's. It was doubtful the pub was open but walking there was more fun than sitting indoors.

"Oh, you are still in business." She greeted Gabe with a quick wave of the hand. "Has anyone responded?" she asked him, pointing to the nearest advert. Not that she was interested in taking on another job, her last attempt at waiting tables had ended in disaster.