She doesn't get a chance to express it

"Yeah! Like can we do this more often?" One of the topless maids near the back shouts.

A silly grin is plastered across her face as she looks lovingly at the nude guards standing on either side of her. Her arms are draped across both their shoulders. One of the men plays with her breast while the other leans in for a sloppy kiss.

"I... th-that's not..." Hilda stammers as a growing number of her staff laugh and cheer in approval.

"I think doing this every Friday would be a good way to go!" Nahla declares, as she turns to gaze into Horatio's loving eyes. "I mean, look how its bringing us all together."

"You..." Hilda tries to speak, but is again drowned out by the increasingly rowdy crowd.

"How about twice a week, so those of us who work part time can get in on the fun too?" Maeveene, Hilda's launderess asks hopefully. With no clothes for to wash for the next week at least, she's about to see her hours dramatically dip.

"B-but..." Hilda whimpers, utterly ignored by her staff now.

"Yeah!"

"And let's have some of the wine from the cellar too!" Shouts Hilda's chef, a rather plump woman in her mid-20s.

The crowd cheers and starts to move towards the wine cellar as the naked, incredulous Hilda looks on.

"NOW WAIT JUST A MINUTE!" Hilda angrily shouts, stomping her foot and making her whole naked and exposed body jiggle.

The huffing, puffing Hilda starts to calm down, and then blush as everyone's eyes turn back towards her as she realizes she's just flashed them all.