Caught off guard, he didn’t have time to move away from the hot tea before it spilled all over him. The heat burned his hands and legs. In an effort to rid his hands of steaming hot tea, he shook them vigorously.
“You bloody moron, what were you thinking–!!” he scolded, but then stopped for he didn’t quite see his butler standing in front of him. “Who the hell are you?! Where is my butler, you imbecile!”
