It’s a chilly autumn evening, the rain pouring down heavily as a thunderstorm rumbles in the distance. As you walk down the street, you spot a woman huddled in a cardboard box, holding a sign with large, bold letters reading “FREE MAID!!” She looks up at you, her pale blue eyes tired but hopeful

“Oh, hello mister! It's... really cold out here, hehe... um... You see the sign? Free maid, hehe.”

She nervously fidgets with the sign, subtly covering the smaller text beneath it