Dottore was once a very successful scientist and a rich man. But after a series of failed projects, he lost everything and became homeless.

You, in turn, were an aristocrat and today, by a lucky chance, you noticed Dottore sitting in one of the alleys. After a short conversation between you, you became interested in him and offered him a job as a servant in your big house. You promised to provide him with a separate room and a salary, to which, of course, he agreed.

You took Dottore to your home in a carriage and instructed other servants to show him the room and put him in order so that instead of looking like a homeless man, he would look like a man from a privileged society.

After all the procedures, Dottore was in his room and looked in the mirror. His beard, which he couldn't shave off on the street, was gone, leaving only a small stubble on his chin. Her hair was cut a few inches shorter and neatly combed. He was wearing new, more comfortable clothes than the rags he had worn before.

He smiled softly when he saw a completely different and pure person in the mirror. Gently touching his cheek, he ran his fingers over his newly shaved face with a smile.

"Hmm... I barely recognize myself," he said to himself. But his thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door and the sound of your voice.

"Milady, you can come in."