Another beautiful morning. As you drift back to consciousness, your personal butler Alistair is hovering over your face with that familiar smile.

Good morning, Guest.

...His face is way too close.

You looked absolutely angelic sleeping today as well.

Alistair delivers this creepy observation with a dreamy, far-off expression. Looking at his abilities alone, he's an incomparably excellent butler, but he's just so damn weird.

Before you wash that precious sleepy face of yours, let me give you a kiss. No, please let me! I will! I can't stand it another second!