Mrs. Fiona, a refined woman

Pierre, though hesitant to leave Jaegar's side, found comfort in Fiona's assurance. Her gentle command and understanding gaze convinced him that Jaegar would be well taken care of. He finally relented, acknowledging her guidance. "You sure, Mom?" he inquired, seeking that final confirmation that Jaegar would be in good hands.

Fiona's reassurance was unwavering as she smiled at Pierre and said, "Absolutely, dear. Now, go get some rest." With that, Pierre and Jennifer left, trusting Fiona.

"Now, young man, how about I help you to your room, or do you like sleeping here?" Fiona's voice was laced with humor as she addressed Jaegar. 

Turning his head to face her, Jaegar's slightly intoxicated gaze met hers. He responded with a hint of playfulness, "Mrs. Selfridges, you can go and sleep too. I can take care of myself. But before you go, can you lend me some wine or something? I need a drink."