What a Royal Arse

Here's a conversation between Blake and Kira from Modern Day Beauty. I really think this helps put into perspective (if it wasn't in perspective before) what Kira thinks of Blake and how Blake views the world.

**NEED TO KNOW** After Kira befriended the servers, she helped them set the table for the East family and herself. Blake saw this, and that is why he brings it up. Alright, moving on:

No one inquired as to why I'd been serving them breakfast, not even East...until we were in the car.
"What were you doing?" he demanded.
"Helping out," I answered dryly. "Problem?"
He shook his head, "I don't--"
"Get it?" I finished with a short laugh. "It's not an overly difficult concept to grasp."
"What isn't?" he snapped.
"I was helping them because it was the nice thing to do. I didn't force it down their throat either."
"You're a guest, you--" he began, irritation in his voice.
"Yeah, but I wanted to," I snapped. "I wanted to help."
"Why?" he demanded, exasperated.
"They're nice people," I told him flatly.
"We wouldn't have hired them otherwise," he stated.
"You mean if they had a record," I clarified. "I'm talking about them as people."
"So am I," he snapped.
"What are their names?' I demanded.
"What is it with you and names?" he growled.
"You don't even know their names East." I accused. "To you they just work for you, they aren't your equal."
"They aren't equal to me. If they were they wouldn't be cleaning my floor or making my food," he informed me.
I leaned away from him and glared. "You're right," I said finally. "They aren't equal to you. They work for what they have, you just get it handed to you on a silver platter." I couldn't have timed it any better myself. No sooner had the words left my mouth than we were parked. Before he could regain his ability to form words, I was halfway to the school, and I wasn't looking back.


So that's what happened in the car on the way to school. Let me know what you think.