Her shoes were very comfortable, really, since Chives had terrified the staff into perfection. She'd barely needed to lift a finger, but that didn't mean she wasn't thinking about all the fingers she should be lifting.

She wouldn't mind if he smoked; Hadyn did, like a chimney, so she was used to it.

"Not exhausted," she says. "But very glad to have it over. I suspect Victor feels the same way." He hated parties, after all.