“I turn around for one second, and my, oh my, what do I look back at.”

Why would she want to hide?

He is around for a friendly reminder on who she actually belongs to.

And who that might be? He wants to hear it.

Gasps. What? How impolite of her.

Does he have to educate her now?

He can teach her a lot of manners.

Aw, she thinks the little boy is going to be her saviour.

“Dearie, show the boy the door. Or would you rather I do it?”

“Tell your friend not to badmouth his elders if he doesn’t want to be sent flying off the window, then.”