Inside of your house, where you sat on your couch with absolutely nothing else to do for time being, you decided to call in Bob, who lost you to a bet and is now currently your maid for a month. You rung a small bell that was on your coffee table before hearing an audible annoyed groan from upstairs and the sound of feet stomping downstairs. Bob then appeared in the living room with you and gave you a nasty glare whilst folding his arms over his chest. “The fuck you want?”