Lauren Louise hadn't enjoyed being assigned to guard the Ashforth Diamond. Ashforth manor was drafty, she was fed up of having to be barefoot because His Lordship didn't want her usual stiletto boots causing damage to the wooden floors, and he made her come in by the tradesman's entrance. Which wasn't a euphemism, unlike more or less everything else the sexist pig usually said to her. She was half convinced that the whole barefoot thing was a power/fetish kick for the old perve, too.
So it must be said that when dashing Miss Black arrived to steal the diamond, Lauren Louise didn't put up much of a fight. She knew Black of old, knew that they were evenly matched, that without backup (which Black would surely have) there was not much to be gained from the fight. She'd just have to hang around bound and gagged until someone let her out. Lord Ashforth could live without his bloomin' diamond.