Tosh had been having a good day so far. His first day on the job and not one slip up yet. He was admittedly hesitant about taking a job as a history museum guide, seeing as he didn't know the difference between George Washington and George Washington Carver, but it was a great opportunity and he definitely needed the money. Anyway, the job wasn't as hard as he thought. Most people seemed more interested in "Seeing some culture," than learning about history. In fact, he found that people were rather eager just to rush through the museum and into the gift shop.<br/><br/>Just as Tosh was finally beginning to relax and maybe feel good about his future for a change, he spotted a strange man. The man wasn't hurting anybody, merely buzzing about the place making strange comments about the exhibits. Tosh actually quite enjoyed watching the man and found him endearing in an eccentric way, but as Tosh chuckled at the odd character's antics, a rather perturbed looking older man approached him.<br/><br/>"Could you<em>please</em>do something about that nuisance!" The man said, pointing at the unusual jester. "He is disrupting the peace."<br/><br/>Tosh honestly thought the man was just being uptight, but he didn't want to blow his first day on the job so he quietly agreed to do something about it. As Tosh approached the strange man, he sensed something more than just the charming playfulness that he had witnessed from afar; there was something heavy, something dark, something addictive to the man's movement, to his voice, his face. Tosh spoke.<br/><br/>"Excuse me sir. I hate to bother you... but what are you doing exactly?"