A sinking feeling gripped Avis. Too late for hiding now, but fighting didn't seem necessary quite yet. Besides, he wouldn't know she was a woman... hopefully.<br/>"Ahh, master!" Avis slurred the words and bowed her head as if in shame. "I didn't mean to be spi'n on you, sir. Can I-" Avis' mind began to whirl in things to do for the man. Had he been wealthy she could perhaps clean his shoes or something, but the idea seemed ridiculous. Why clean in such a dirty place? Speaking of which, Avis wished badly to bathe...<br/><em>'Snap out of it! Do a favor for the man and get out!'</em><br/>"Can I offer you, umm... some bread?" Avis asked lamely.