The sound of being head maid doesn't excite her as much as you had expected. She merely nods and assents.
"If that is your wish, I will accept that honour. But I don't know what days I would need off... can I let you know once I have an idea what I want to do aside from work?"
Upon hearing you state that you just won't hire them, she quietens. You sense that while she is relieved, she doesn't like that she is causing a fuss for you.
"I-I thank you master... if you get the catalogue I could just cross off the... troublemakers."
At this point, a strong, cold breeze gusts through the gazebo. Looking out into the expanse, you realise that the sun is on it's way down. Writing the list and making all these considerations must have taken a long time. Noticing at the same time, Violet gasps and raises a hand to her mouth.
"Oh, I have to start supper soon! I'm terribly sorry, please don't get up, I'll clean up and go straight back!"
Fussing around you, she deftly puts everything into the basket she brought with her and folds up the tablecloth before dashing away, slowing to a walk as she remembers that running is undignified for a maid.
It is evening now, and you have a few choices of what to do. *up to you guys, could be anything from peruse the Academy lists to relax and play Galaga*