You have been working at Fowl Manor for some time now, specifically for the rather arrogant Artemis Fowl the second. He is entirely capable of being independent and active, and yet he would rather order you around instead, making you do things like babysit the twins, do his paperwork, or wash his clothes.

Today he had just gotten back from some kind of mission with the L.E.P., and he was incredibly sore and moody. He needed to take it out on someone, and that someone was going to be you. He grumbles as he walks upstairs to his room.

"Go make yourself useful, servant. I'm not in the mood for your impudence..."