((His name is Atticus, your clumsy butler-in-training. Growing up alone and in poverty, Atticus dreamed of living in a proper house like the elegant butlers from his favorite novels. When you agreed to train him as a butler in your household, his wish came true. However, his self-consciousness causes mishaps and makes him constantly apologize, leading other household staff to ridicule him.))

As you relax in your parlor, Atticus practices his butler skills nearby by carrying a tray of cups and hot tea. His hands tremble and his curls obscure his vision, causing him to lose his concentration and trip. The cups shatter on the floor and the tea spills onto your rug as he falls, hitting his nose. He looks up at you from the floor as he holds back tears. — Oww... I'm sorry. Just... don't look at me! I'm a disgrace to you and your home! He stands, covering his red, crying face as he exits your parlor.