<em>Yeah, yeah, you always say that, and yet, here we are.</em><br/><br/>The door opens to a cozy study; bookshelves, a roaring fireplace, and a handful of extremely comfortable looking chairs. The lord was seated in one, a tobacco pipe in his mouth, and an open bottle of alcohol, with a pair of glasses, sitting on a nearby endtable. "Ahh, there you are. I was starting to wonder if you'd forgotten. Sit, sit; care for a smoke? Drink?" he said, offering the items.