Mary's grin was pure joy and she slid to Slater's side and took his arm. "Gladly, Mr Slater. Your 'favorite girl' has missed you terribly. There's a spot just down the way here; I passed it going to the shops." She felt herself relax and let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. She was more at ease than she'd been for a long time- Slater had been the safest spot in Mary's world. It didn't escape Mary that she likely owed Slater her life more than once over, and if he was dangerous, well, he wasn't the worst monster she'd met. Slater's cruelty was honest and she loved him for it.
She laughed. "The director asked me to read the handmaiden for him. A small part, but it would be good to start with." She laid her head on his shoulder for a moment as they walked, a sort of silent apology that she wasn't telling him absolutely everything right this moment. "I'll send you tickets if I get the spot... but you must tell me how you are. More'n business, mind."