Lady Snooks rang the bell to summon the footman to her bedroom.
“James, take off my dress.” The footman did so.
“James, take off my bra.” Again, the footman did as he was asked.
“James, take off my, ahem, underthings.” James duly complied.
“And now, James, if I ever find you wearing any of my clothes again, you shall be instantly dismissed!”