Claire Sinclair raised an eyebrow. "Nancy, what are you doing here?"
Nancy rolled her eyes at her. "What are you doing, going into a place like this?"
"I'm just going in to buy something."
"Young Master Quincy wouldn't want you going into a place like this. I'd advise against it."
Claire Sinclair laughed. "You don't work at Quincy Manor anymore. Why do you still care what I do?"
"Don't flatter yourself. I'm only following you in secret because I want to get my job back with Young Master Quincy. I just didn't expect you to still not use your head."
No one likes to be told they aren't using their head. Claire Sinclair snapped, "I think *you're* the one who's deluding herself. I don't need your protection, so please stop following me."
She paused, then turned to Landon Winston. "And you too, Winston. Stop following me."
Landon Winston was unmoved. "Young Madam, forgive me, but I cannot comply."
