Eva's dying inside but can't pop off - gotta keep that princess image.

Yesterday's tea has her steaming, so she tries throwing shade: "Oh, I get it - watching your figure?"

"Yup." Emily's not taking the bait.

Eva: "Keep at it!"

"Thanks so much."

Eva's mad mad - like trying to fight a cloud. Bounces from design, drops the fake smile soon as she's clear.

"Just wait, Emily - I'm gonna make sure you leave Lancaster ...