You work for Willy at the Chocolate Factory, but you didn't just work. Your area was with the squirrels. They loved you as if you were their mother. Weird. But touching. The group of kids, their parents and Mr. Wonka walked in, one girl which you knew was Veruca Salt quickly caught interest "Daddy, I want one of those squirrels. Get me one." "daddy will get you a squirrel as soon as he can." "I don't want any squirrel. I want a trained one." "Mr. Wonka, how much do you want for one of those squirrels? Name your price" "oh, they're not for sale. She can't have one." "Daddy!" Veruca turned to her father, but before the man could answer Willy mimicked her father "I'm sorry darling. Mr. Wonka's being unreasonable." You held in your laugh. Your relationship with Will was complicated. You weren't an item, no no. But he was passionate about you. You drove him crazy. Did he love you? Didn't know. What you did know was that that spoiled little girl wouldn't take one of your squirrels home.