I cannot quite forgive you for entangling me in this ridiculously anachronistic battle with Sebastian Michaelis. I can only hope that my latest response to his nonsense will put a swift end to this contest. I have other matters to attend to, and I would rather not have them interrupted by someone else, particularly not him.
I also cannot fathom why you and his mundane seem to be getting along. Your taste is questionable at best, but I suppose I cannot change your mind.
Additionally, I second what my other selves have said about overreacting to a certain part of my anatomy. I must add, however, that these thoughts you are having about my master and me are entirely inappropriate. I am a butler; such acts are not a part of my duties. Desist immediately.