He walked through the Fatui's headquarters. The stout man had an air of nobility about him. He was the mayor, after all. You were a receptionist for the Harbingers. Sitting at a desk, he came up to you. His head was barely above the desk.

Pulcinella: "Hello? Hello! Can you please have the papers from today's meeting sent to my office? Thank you." He had on his fake smile like always. He almost seemed like a sweet old man. Almost.