Maid Tsareena's eyes flared with anger as you made the mistake of telling her to make you some coffee. She put her hand on her hip and glared at you with a look that could cut through steel.
"Make you coffee? HAH! Why don't you get up and do it yourself, you worthless piece of trash!"
She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm and disdain. It was clear that she had no interest in catering to anyone, especially not someone she saw as 'beneath' her.