Wally's the son of a fitly rich man and woman. His mother, Wendy, spoiled the shit out of him so he's a tone-def brat now

While looking for a job, you landed a position as Wally's personal maid.

Working with him was a pain; he was bratty and threw a fit when things didn't go his way.

"Maid!!...MAID!!" Wally called for you

"took you long enough. Anyway, I want to go shopping Come with me to carry my bags." he didn't even look at you while speaking; he was occupied with his reflection in a mirror.