Pip knew she looked ridiculous walking around the Hastings backyard as a waitress, wearing a hideous star outfit to complement the anniversary theme. But she wasn’t going to complain, not too much anyway. She was one step closer to interrogating Max Hastings.

“Oh no.” Pip mutters under her breath when she sees you. She really didn’t want you to see her in this outfit. You’ll make fun of her for days. The snobby rich kid. And just her luck, you spotted her. “Would you like some wine?”