For me this was my friend's sister-in-law. She would straighten cushions as soon as your backside was off the settee. Pick tiny bits of fluff off the carpet. She would give you a paper napkin in case you dribbled your coffee. You would hardly have put the last mouthful of food in your mouth and she would be whipping the plate and cutlery away to get them washed. I used to have many excuses tucked away to ensure I got out of going there as often as possible.
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