Caterina was shifting things around on the dining table ignoring Diana's glare as she entered and exited the room with cutlery and silver dishes. Her secretary was setting up the table as she usually did when Caterina hosted but this time around, Caterina had apparently decided she need to go behind the redhead and change every thing. If the woman wasn't so in-control of her herself, she probably would have snapped at her boss to leave. She didn't however, recognizing that tonight's dinner had her on edge, and she wisely choose to remain silent. Caterina certainly appreciated Diana's decision to let her do her thing even if the woman hadn't been able to complete rid herself of her disapproval. The woman's glare was incredibly obvious.
It was when the doorbell rang that Caterina jumped and then looked for the sitting room where her guest sat. Without even looking at Diana she called out, "Harriet, would you mind?" She asked, which caused Diana to slam down a silver platter in outrage. Having Harriet as a guest this past week had greatly displeased Diana and apparently having the guest answer the door was the last straw.
"Really?" Caterina asked Diana, her simply scowled of her in response. "Oh stop. You're my secretary, not my maid. You don't always have to open the door."
Diana pursed her lips but her features softened ever so slightly at Caterina's word. Diana was her friend, as well as her secretary, and while the woman did live with her, and make sure her house was presentable, that was all Cat had ever asked of her. She didn't want a made. Never had, and even though Diana seemed upset about not having such responsibilities, she knew the woman was actually relieved.