Windup nodded. "Understood Miss. We will help however we can." He gave her another bow then returned to the table, and was greeted with a very annoyed Owen.

"What the hell was that?" He whispered harshly. "Why did you let her talk to you like that? Water heater?" Small bolts of lightning crackled across his hand. "And daycare?! I'm probably older than half the people here..."

Windup placed his hand on Owen's head. "Calm yourself Owen..." He spoke just as quietly. "I'm sure she meant no offence. And she's right....they already have a large workforce...we need to prove ourselves useful."