There's a moment where there's almost a bright blue cocoon of energy... and when it's released, there's a skinny, feminine man in a suit with a sword belted to his hip.  He pauses, looking out of place only for a moment as his eyes dart around the stone amphitheater.  This was new.  This was different.  His shadow spikes oddly for a moment, before he takes control of himself.  He walks up towards the two closest people, who were apparently watching some kind of... T.V. made of dust?  Interesting.<br/><br/>Morgan walks up behind them and says, in a surprisingly calm voice, "So.  Could either of you explain to me why I'm here, and not signing a corporate takeover?"