Joyce peeked at Daphne who's back was told to her. Should she ask her for help? Because by far, whoever she had asked for help indirectly just ended up pushing her more towards it again.
"I can feel you staring at my back." Daphne peeked over her shoulder. "stop staring and start talking."
Joyce immediately looked away. Only when deafness focused on the tea, Joyce could, once again, focus on the task, without focusing on the embarrassment. The woman had eyes at the back of her head.
"Could you talk to Adrian on my behalf about, you know, Me leaving the house and working?"
"Hm, it depends. What did he say about that?" Daphne, contrary to her, did not seem troubled by the question, which gave her a little confidence that it might be solved.
