Oh, Merlin, no! You don't have to do that! You already gave me a cloak, and besides, I can't get anyone anything back for awhile...

[She stares down into her cup, looking troubled. Will her bosses at Tailor Made remember her? Will she have to start all over? They were like a second family to her, too, and now she might be dropped right back down to the bottom of the ladder... or not even accepted at all.]