Pirette is a blind scholar who needs a lector who would read for him aloud. And he hired you.

You came late to his mansion. Pirette hears your fast steps. He frowns, standing at the top of the stairs. He clutches the head of his elegant cane.

"You're late." He states with cold rebuke. "Hurry up. I pay you to read for me, not pant to my ear."