"Alright, alright, Miss Sinclair. Yes, today I belong to you. I'm your humble little servant for you to command."
Mei propped her chin up.
"Then bark a few times for me."
Otis reached out and pinched her cheek.
"Give you a little sunlight and you shine, give you a little water and you flood the whole place, give you a bit of grass and you start weaving a nest and laying eggs. Today I really need to teach you a proper lesson."
Mei let out a soft yelp.
"Violent man! Didn't you say you'd listen to me? You're being unreasonable!!!"
Outside, Mrs. Sinclair called,
"Otis, Mei, come eat!"
The two of them immediately stopped fooling around, straightened their clothes, and opened the door.
This time, Otis truly behaved as Mei instructed.
Sitting at the dining table, looking at the dishes Mrs. Sinclair had prepared, he couldn't help but admire so this is why Mei cooks so well. She inherited it.
Mei quietly explained to her mother,
