"I'm not a job," Damien huffed, but he was oddly pleased by the reassuring conviction he heard in Spencer's answer. It was strange, but his view on the younger man was slowly changing. Now Spencer was no longer merely an annoying redneck, he was still both annoying and incredibly unciviled, but possibly he could be considered Damien's ally.

"Go ahead and talk to Morrison. You probably can't get rid of the older hands, but feel free to switch out the others. It's time we got a new gardener anyway... He's messing up the rose bushes." Damien smirked and at this turn events. In the bad news he gotten today, knowing he do found a new ally was a spot of light to brighten his day.