In a way, my relationship with Veronica was a lot more beneficial to losing that sense of frustration I would get just listening to Gloria’s stories...of her sorry treatment. Veronica was honestly ashamed of the fact she never managed to stay in the convent because of her issues with getting pregnant and all. At least, she knew when she was being silly and I knew she had some fairly good goals to achieve in life despite her failure in religious circles. I think I was the only one that knew it was. It was my headteacher,Mrs. Sanderson. She was a short plumpy 40-something year old lady, she had shoulder length black cropped hair, and a very stern woman."Hmmph hmmmphh!" I tried to plead my innocence, only the ductape on my mouth prevented me from doing anything but groan and grumble."Master Barkley, hm?! I shouldn't be surprised!" She quipped with her arms folded."Hmmmmmph..." I groaned, my cheeks glowing bright red."You're in BIG trouble this time, mister!" She threatened. She always had. " He paused, "So, where ya headed?" "I'm actually looking for a hotel. I just arrived an hour ago," Hah, me too, I'm staying in Hilton down the street down the street, it's not bad." "Oh," She smiled, this one was going to be easy, "Do you mind helping me get there, my bags are a little heavy..." a complete lie, but she wanted to make him feel stronger than her."Sure... Uh, I never did catch your name,"She beamed at him, "I'm Kelly, and you?" "Brian, nice to meet you Kelly," He picked up her. "What was she?" the man asked.I didn't answer him immediately. Instead I glanced down at the robot again and then back at Eric. When I spoke I asked him a question instead."When did this ... woman start working here?" I asked the man bluntly."She just started working here today," Eric the bartender stated. "Philips from the Graf's guard dropped her off this morning when he came and got Goldie. He told us just to let her do what she wanted and ignore her. We didn't know that she was ... well.