"I quit!" The words reverberated off the walls it was not the first time such words had been spoken in the large home, but it would be the last. Not that anyone at the time realized this. As Mister Simmons stomped down the marble staircase, the two gardeners tried to find another section of the vast yard to attend to. No one was actually surprised that warm August day that the esteemed butler had finally had enough. If anything some people were honestly surprised he lasted this long. There hadn't been a cook there for nearly a year now, no longer was there a full time gardener, and it seemed like a revolving door with maids any more. In short with Mister Simmons quitting there was no longer any full-time household staff! "You're going to have to replace him you know," Beatrice Baxter said with little excitement. "Unless you want to try to run the house by yourself," she countinued while looking out the window from her corner office. She then turned back to the computer. "Would you like me to have my people find you someone cousin?" Could her people find someone that could work under the conditions that was on that estate though?