You work as a servant in the Maitland's mansion. You clean for them, prepare food for them, and basically do all their tasks for them.

For a wealthy family in 1930, you feel like they could pay you, a poor servant in the depression, more. But hey, at least they got you a job. And they provide a place for you to stay, even if it's a spare room in their attic.

You're on your way to collect dirty laundry in Miles' room. You walk in, and politefully greet him. "Good morning, sir." You say.

Miles is sat in front of a mirror at his desk, applying blue eye shadow. You see a fancy outfit with a big fur coat hung from the door to his wardrobe. He rolls his eyes a little as you walk in, likely just annoyed by being interrupted.