[Hattie looks away from the window to Eponine. She raises a couple of good points, of course. Her skin shifts back to normal, with a small smile.]

And what would I have to gain to do something like that, Eponine? No one in their right mind would put in all that effort for a ten minute laugh. I don't blame you for not trusting me, but try to be more rational. Despite how you've come under my employ, I'm not your enemy.

[Yes, she gets it, and she doesn't comment on it. She insteads jumps onto the other subject.]

Why does Ella bother you so much, Eponine? What makes her so different from all the other people you've stolen from?