Nell sighed softly, settling down on the bed and brushing down the skirt of his costume, still slightly annoyed this had all happened with him half-undressed. It was hardly dignified.
"That's fine. Water under the bridge now." He said, glancing up at Evander. "And I wouldn't have told. I don't snitch. So, you going to work here then? I mean it's not glamorous work but if you think you can handle it the men are mostly nice and Harry sorts out the ones who aren't."