Like Quirly, Nimma too was rushing about. "Masterses and Mistresses, soon!" Nimma eeped in agreement. So much to do.

She darted left and right, grabbing plates and forks and spoons and knives and began to polish and clean them in a nervous, jittery frenzy.

Silverwareses will be clean for masterses and mistresses! Nimma will see to that. Nimma won't let it be like that one time, oh no!