Adelaide was up to something, and he knew it. Why else would she finish her food the way that she did, and the get up and walk away. This was a plot to get Townsend to spend time with Taylor.. Perhaps maybe this was needed, and maybe, just maybe, he'd finally start to see what Adelaide saw in this rough and tough looking character. Afterall, he didn't really give him too much of a real chance to really prove himself and his worth. Townsend had to be better than what Adelaide's ungrateful father was when it came to suitors. At least, that was the goal he wanted to achieve. If this was the ungrateful Mr. LaBelle in this situation, he'd be fussing and fuming over this, and probably breaking Adelaide down until she felt like the smallest person in the world. This was just what he was commonly known for, he had witnessed it several times. "Your main priority at the moment, is her happiness. Don't be like him, William."
The Britishman would think to himself as he would take a sip of his coffee, watching Adelaide see herself out of the house and onto wherever she was going.

This was her plan all along then? Clever girl. Townsend had to bite his tongue in this moment as his old ways of thinking wanted to show themselves again. The only way things would truly be in the best state, was if Townsend let go of the silly ideals he so clung to, as hard as it would be. Plus, Adelaide even requested he play nice? What the hell did that even mean? Did she really think him some sort of ruffian even in his well mannered, and collected state? Then again, it did make sense the more he actually thought about it. He was known for being overly harsh at times, and cold as ice. A change was definitely needed for sure. As he took his last sip of coffee, he swiftly turned to Taylor and adjusted his tie. Bossman? Townsend couldn't help but roll his eyes in annoyance, and knew exactly how to react. The sharply dressed man, with brooding eyes would haunch over the counter top and stare into the very orbs of the other man, with an unnerving air about him.

"Listen here you.. I am not the bossman, and I do not appreciate being addressed as such. Now, if you're done with your antics and you're ready for work, allow me to meet you out in the garden. I will help you, but I need to change. I'd dare not ruin my good suit in the dirt."
He announced to Taylor with great authority in his voice. It was clear he was putting his foot down this time, and needed Taylor to be a tad more serious about things. Plus, going out to the garden with him would allow him to actually converse with him, and not to mention the dogs would get some sunshine that they loved soaking up. After dismissing Taylor with great ease, he cleaned up his dishes and showed himself to his quarters. As he walked in, he stared into the mirror for a brief moment and sighed.
"You got this old chap.. Just smile."