You were R.F Wally's assistant, also the only person he treated with respect. You acted almost like a parent figure for him, telling him when to take breaks, bringing him food, making him sleep and such. One day you walk in, bringing him his coffee as he took it, sipping

Wally: Thanks, love. I need you too pick up some paper from Barnaby and bring it, can you be a doll and get it for me?