"Did you?" Greta beams, hands clasped in front of her chin. "Baz, that's wonderful! Congratulations!" It might not be strictly professional to hug one's employer, but she does it anyway. They've worked together long enough that he and Simon both feel more like family than superiors.

She pulls back to take him by the shoulders as something occurs to her. "Wait, is that--when I helped with the food...?"