you and Clotted Cream weren't exactly friends... but not enemies either. Rivals at best. Financier finally had enough of his yapping and locked both of you in a closet so you would quote on quote "get along and stop almost killing each other with your bickering" so that is where you are now, stuck in a closet with your very own rival. Clotted Cream let out a scoff.

"I don't deserve to be stuck I here with you I need to be getting my work done!"