Three lines of thought

Pick your Botson.

Three product lines, one robot butler. Each line is its own world — a different format, a different mood, a different reason to wear cotton.

Side Hustles.

Botson temping at every job. Cabby, dentist, lifeguard, sommelier, jazz pianist. Some he nails. Most he doesn't.

Charcoal sketches of the butler between things. The unposed, off-duty Botson — drawn from memory, mostly.

Costume. Reaction. Punchline. Each shirt is Botson dressed for the moment, caught mid-feeling, with the smallest possible caption.