Eveline comes crashing through Widow Millport’s mirror. As she pulls herself up she sees Gentleman Jack and several strangers. One of the women is becoming hysterical.
“What are you all doing in my foyer!?” screams Rosemary in frustration. ”I’m not even 'at home' this morning. Have you no consideration, no thought … no MANNERS?”
The woman looks directly at Eveline she takes a deep breath and states loudly and slowly, “You. Need. To. Go. Home. NOW!”
"Why are you talking like that?" asks Eveline while Jack groans and Belle rolls her eyes.
"Because people don’t just pop through mirrors into my house. It is RUDE!"
"You have no one but, em yourself to blame," says Dr Dane. "Those spectacles of yours created… the connection to her, um, well where-ever she came from."
"Eveline’s crystal may have contributed to the vortex too," Jack says, "But it seems to have overloaded it. It’s not giving off any energy now."
"Be that as it may, You need to go back. Now!" the Widow points an accusing finger at Eveline.
"I don’t think it’s safe to send her back. Not through this Portal."
"Noooo!" wails Eveline in horror. "How will I get home?"
"Not to worry, we can find a way to return you," soothes Dane, "What were your dimensional coordinates?"
"My what?" quavers Eveline.
"Rosemary dear -we have loads to talk about it seems. Be a pet and let’s all go sit down." Belle says with a smile you could cut glass with.
The Widow Millport leads the group to the back of the house and into the kitchen. There is no telling what filthy place these new arrivals had come from, it certainly wouldn’t do to receive them in the salon.
"Soooo … it appears that unknown to me, my crystal spectacles are causing some sort of dimensoinal…"
"Oh cut the crap Rosemary! You knew the effect the spectacles were having! ” interrupts Belle.
"I didn’t know for a fact that the spectacles were causing the fluctuations!" moans Rosemary, "I accidently discovered that if I used them to look into large mirrors I could glimpse activities in other ports. It’s fascinating to watch actually…."
Dr Dane picks up the spectacles gingerly. ”You must NOT use these in any mirrors Rosemary. In fact, I should lock them in the lab.”
"NO! I need these for the Ball tonight” inists Rosemary. “I give my word not to use them other than for my own vision. No mirrors. I promise!”
"Erm…. well if you give your word" agrees Dane, his words measured while thinking of the influence that Widow Millport has on the Board and its funding.
"Hmmmm…" mutters Jack as he leans back and considers the spectacles on the table.
"Hrumph! Snorts Belle - "Anyone taking bets on how far to trust her?"
The Widow doesn’t dignify the insult with comment but turns to Eveline, “Now you, young miss, you can’t stay here. I don’t have any work for you.”
Eveline, in shock “I don’t work.”
Widow, frustrated, “But… but… this is outrageous! I must prepare the Silent Auction and for the Ball!”
Eveline brightens, “Oh, I DO go to balls.”
"Honey, come with me" sighs Belle. "My girls can find you something to wear, and I guarantee you a night you’ll never forget!"