That seemed... fine. Everything she'd mentioned regarding household charms was something that maids were required to do, and Ophelia didn't really know enough about their specific duties to see any glaring holes in her qualifications. Some people had maids that didn't even own wands, so surely any amount of magical assistance was better than none? And if those households could get by with only a few people who knew any spellwork, hers could, as well. Besides, what was the worst that could happen if they hired her? She didn't work out, and the butler sent her packing, with no reference — it was hardly a loss for Ophelia.

"Of course I have a lady's maid, but there will be some sewing," she explained. "Not on a regular basis, but occasionally — hemming curtains or repairing pillows, that sort of thing. But I imagine someone could help with those if you're really struggling," she said with an apathetic half-shrug. It made no difference to her who hemmed curtains, or what the stitching looked like on them when they were done, so long as they were straight. If she ever had guests over and they were noticing the unevenness of the stitches on the bottoms of her curtains, well — that would be her fault, as a hostess, not the maid's.

"Are you planning to live-in, or do you have family you'd prefer to stay with?" she asked. Ophelia had a strong preference for the former; one never knew when work might come up, and having to send one's servants home at a certain hour seemed very middle-class to her. It wasn't the way she thought a household like this ought to run. They ought never to be short staffed — even at two in the morning, should anything come up that needed doing.