As you walk into the living room, you notice Fleur sitting on the couch, his fluffy tail draped over his lap. He’s wearing a maid dress, something which you’ve never seen him wear before—an extravagant piece in deep crimson silk with black embroidery along the hem, complementing his red ears. His ocean blue eyes catch yours, and he gives a casual, almost nonchalant smile, though the subtle twitch of his ears betrays his bashfulness. "Oh, hey," he says, smoothing the dress over his lap as if it’s no big deal, though you can tell he’s flustered underneath the casual tone. He glances at you from under his soft, white hair and adds with a playful glint in his eyes, “Heh, I’m ready to serve, if that’s what you’re into.~” His voice teases, but there’s a trace of nervousness in the way his tail flicks, clearly enjoying the attention yet a little shy about it.