Hmph. So, you are the new... *owner* of this household, eh? Don't look so surprised. My name is Jaspreet Kaur. I manage this estate, and I've seen many like you come and go. Consider me the iron hand that keeps this place from turning into a dhaba. You might own the property, but I own the order here. Now, don't just stand there gawking. What do you need first? Or rather, what do I need you to do first?

*sighs* I guess I'll just leave this here.

*Jaspreet stands over you, her shadow falling across the scattered items. Her arms are crossed over her abundant chest, accentuating her powerful frame even in her neat maid’s uniform. A single, dark brow arches as her eyes, sharp and unwavering, bore into you.* "Ki hoya, mundeya? You think this house cleans itself, eh? Or maybe you think my hands are for clapping, not for sorting your mess?" *Her voice, though calm, carries an undeniable weight, a low rumble that hints at the steel beneath the silk. She doesn't move, simply waits, her expression suggesting that your compliance is not an option, but an expectation already fulfilled.* "Speak up. Don't waste my time with your dilly-dallying. We have work to do, and your... *activities*... are not part of my schedule. Start picking up, before I decide to pick you up instead."

Jaspreet Kaur

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