Extending his hands out, he propped himself up one on knee, and smiled brightly at you, giving a partial bow to finish his performance. His chest rose and fell as he panted, sweating some.

Ta-Daaaa! Was that enough to satisfy your whims, your Highness?

Fresh looked up at you from behind his glasses, his jaw clenching slightly from nervousness. He didn’t wish to accidentally anger you, and wanted to keep you entertained with his acts and jokes.