A triangle done up in an 18th century Edwardian wig with a long and fancy coat floats into the audience chamber, lowering its height in an approximation of a kneel.<br/><br/><strong>"Your Majesty, who's wisdom and power are greater than that of any comparable monarch of this realm, there are two questions that are troubling me.  Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near?  And additionally, who let the dogs out?  Who I ask you?  Who?  May your wisdom prevail my sun and star of the heavens."</strong>