"Alex?" Abigail asked while setting down a plate of bagels and cream cheese with eggs.
Alex looked up from the table news reports.
"Do you think you would be up to go to tennis this afternoon?" Abigail asked.
"No."
Abigail paused. "It's just, you have been working out for the last few weeks and, well I thought it might be a nice change of pace for you."
"Well just because you think it is nice for me does not make it something I necessarily want to do."
"Yes, well- I was actually hoping really that you wouldn't mind teaching me how to play. See I have these two friends-"
"I'm not interested."
"Please, Alex-" she begged.
Alex looked up. That was odd. They weren't really on friendly enough terms for a human servant to be sitting here begging her to do anything.
"I will make it totally worth your while." Abigail winked.
Alex frowned. "I don't think Henry will let me out."
"If I talk to Mr. Truex and he says yes, can we go?"
"Fine. Good luck with that."