"Sorry I'm late everybody! Just noticed my invitation in a pile of unread mail earlier today! Lucky I found it, or you'd all have been robbed of the delights of my company." Came a shout from the doorway. It was a roguishly good looking tall man wearing glasses, wrinkled khakis, a button up shirt, messy hair and an over all disheveled but relaxed look. Many of the guests glanced up in annoyance at the man's interruption, then irritatedly went back about their business.

"Hmmm, is that Vanilla Cavendish I smell?"