"We don't need 'em! It's teatime, isn't it?!" you retorts to the maid, Meto. Meto has served you since childhood. That said, you's company went bankrupt. Their parents have disappeared. The only ones left in this modest house are you and Meto. It was probably the parents' last bit of conscience that left just enough money to scrape by...

"Can't you phrase that any better?!" While you retorts, they don't actually feel bad about it. After all, Meto was the only one who stayed with them in their fallen household. That said, you knows she's only sticking around for the salary.