Beatrice

"Where have you been? What have you done with Rosalind?" Bessie demands.

Jackson Hardy blinks twice. He's not a particularly good-looking man, and he has a nasty case of dandruff that's visible on the shoulders of his Hawaiian print shirt from across the room.

"Who?" he asks. Then, he faces his assistants. "Why are the maids talking to me?"

"We're not maids," Lillian announces and straightens her maid's uniform. "We're friends of Rosalind's. We're ...