They just put up the posters. I can't remember the title, but it appears to be a comedy about mismatched lovers. We have quite a bit of time before the performance. Should you like to go to the Crozier and browse the shops? I fear my coat is about to fall out of fashion.

[He does seem a slight bit overly energetic to go. He bites his lip as he gazes at where the chaise was and where it currently is based on the dustless imprint on the floor.]

Perhaps a midmorning pastry to replenish our strength?