After I've made some black tea to help you wake up, I shall bake some bread and make some omelet. Those servants who are useless and can't do anything right, I shall grill some burn marks onto them as well, severely.
I shall put a shirt on you, button it, tie a ribbon, help you put on your socks, and finish with your eye-patch. THIS, is my master Lord Ciel Phantomhive.
How can this kind of spot have a bunch of disarranged bed hair! And what a stubborn bundle it is! Does bed hair act just like its master or something? It doesn't listen to what I say at all!