"I kinda... threw up on her shoes," she admits, looking down at her hands. "I was in a bad state when I first got here--really worked up, I mean, not drunk or anything. And I saw the big window and I kinda freaked out a little and there was my lunch. She didn't get mad though, which was weird because now that I know her better, I know how particular she is about her shoes. And I apologized like a million times and offered to clean them for her, and she took me up to her room and said 'when you're done with those, you can do the kitchen.' So I did."