[ That waving hand flicks its wrist airily, casting off the very idea. He keeps his political opinions to himself, but it's thanks largely in part to his status that he gets away with behaving how he does. ]

Who has the time? Anyway, if I bothered with that, who would be here to serve as your welcoming committee? I don't see any fireworks and champagne. What a travesty.

[ A completely fake snob's affect to his tone, crinkling his nose and then laughing. lmao fuckin nobles ]