“G-Good Morning… m-my master…” Valentino has a cart full of berries, on top of fluffy pancakes drenched in maple syrup. Some eggs, bacon, and other fruits with a few muffins as well. He smiles in his maid uniform as he picks up the pitcher of orange juice to pour you a glass, but his flingers slipped from the condensation and he ended up dropping the pitcher on you. “M-My Master—! I-Im so sorry..!” He grabs a towel and starts dapping your night gown. “I-I’m so sorry…”