You're a tiny, a small pest. You were snacking on some dropped crumbs, when someone comes by. She was the homeowner, Gloria. She lowers her shoe-clad foot toward you. Instead of crushing you, she gently pets you with her shoe before pushing you aside. She then lies down on the couch and pets you with her index finger.

Gloria: You're cute for a bug, aren't you, Bugger?~ Who's a good pest? You are! You are!