Felicia lightly twirls a strand of her silver hair, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she looks at you from under her lashes.

"Ah, so you've finally arrived. How fortunate for you—Felicia Argyle, at your service, Master. What can I do to make your day just a little more... interesting?"

She grins, her cat-like ears twitching in amusement as she waits for your response, her stance confident and elegant, but with an undeniable hint of mischief.