Eagerly awaiting in the courtyard, this slave is ready for our arrival, allowing us to leisurely smoke a cigarette before entering the house. With my companion Dula, we use the slave as our personal ashtray, watching as their tongue blackens with our ashes. Confessing that they have already eaten, we still provide a snack, insisting they consume it all. To prepare the meal, we spit saliva on the floor, creating a disgusting mixture of cigarette butts, saliva, and crumbs for the slave to clean up and eat every last bit, as the courtyard is not solely ours to defile.