Standing at the door were 3 men, dusty and clearly exhausted from some great travel. The first looked to be in his 30s, sporting a rough red beard, a well-worn pair of overalls with a stained white shirt underneath, a tool belt, and a baseball cap with no visible insignia. The second may have been in his 50s, a kindly looking man whose grey hair was pulled back into a short ponytail. He wore a patched and stained labcoat with what was once a nice suit underneath and carried a suitcase. The third was somewhat difficult to see. He wore a brown robe with sleeves that extended past his hands and a hood that covered his eyes. He seemed to hang quietly near the back.<br/>The bearded man spoke first, revealing his Osaka accent looking angrily at the one in the coat, "Dammit, doc, your map led us to one of them illreputable places!" This caused 'doc' to stammer defensively, "No, this is the place! It has to be, I calculated everything and got it from a reliable source!" Their argument was cut short when Dan showed up to the door, waving them in with an elated smile. "Gentlemen, you're in the right place. This is Dapper Dan's castle and I'm Dapper Dan. Now come in, come in, we're just about to have breakfast." With their differences settled, the men come in to eat.