Ella's shrug is more uncomfortable than anything else. She's far from smug or proud. Grateful, yes, but her sire's station hasn't really made her feel like anything in particular.

"It doesn't really mean a thing? She's the Golden Hand, after all. I'm just something of an unexpected charity act." Even though she knows Barbie doesn't think of her like that. "She's been good to me though."

Ella laughs sheepishly. "Yeah you first feel like she's going to tear you a new one and then she acts completely different. I think she mentioned in passing something about you coming, but she didn't elaborate. Are you in trouble?