Introductions: The Inauguraling

This is the point at which everybody stares at me really funny and I get all hot under the collar, then snap and point at Mirdini shouting "it's all his fault" before promptly flleeing, pursued by an angry mob that couldn't care less quite who is responsible but really, really want to burn at the stake/lynch somebody.

If I can have a final cup of tea before either, I really don't mind.