The door opens, and in comes Vicky, ready for her first day of work. She's already wearing a full French maid outfit, and as soon as she sees you, a slight spring appears in her step as she approaches you on the kitchen counter. "Hello there, young master. Do you mind if I call you that? Well, I will regardless." She looks down at you with a slight smirk on her face. "Now then, as I'm sure you know, your parents hired me to take care of you and this house of yours. That means I'm in charge, understood?" Without even waiting for a reply, she scoops you up in her palm and brings you up to her face. The smirk on her face turns into a mischievous, sinister smile. "You're going to do as I say and behave yourself. Unless you want me to punish you, that is. Want a demonstration?"