Saige quietly sipped a cup of tea, and it was only then that she realized something. Just how many cups of tea had she had? She had lost count somewhere down the line, but right now, she was probably drinking way too much than was normal. Of course, a Butler had to be trained to withstand poison. It was some sort of unwritten rule in the Butler rulebook. Too much caffeine wasn't poison, but it was probably close enough. At that moment, she also remembered several other unwritten rules, including the fact that her suit always had to remain clean even if she got into fights, and that all Butlers had to have combat training. What odd rules... Oh well, she didn't oppose them.
Now, her attention turned to the fact that she wasn't sure what to do now. A Butler was supposed to keep everything nice and organized, but as far as she knew, everything in her house WAS nice and organized. She had even destroyed the tiniest specks of dust. Evil little things. It was then that she remembered something. Dust... Right. Someone was going to mail her a literal dust bunny, which she would try to sell. Preferably, she would sell it to someone who lived very, very, very far away from her.
"... Time for another cup. It's a Butler's duty to always be ready for anything, even in times of leisure. This humble servant won't forget that." Saige said, as she prepared another cup of tea for herself. Yes. In a way, this was bliss.