"Ahh... milady! i have sampled your cake & therefore able to hypothesize the unique process & ingredients used to make it such a delight. in another words ... i have managed to duplicate your recipe successfully. may i have your expert opinion on my version of your recipe?" offers the butler a slice of cake to the elven lady.
"And u, dear sir, would you like to have this poor excuse of a butler render his poor service to polish that exquisite skull?" bows the butler to Ubereil.