You were at a ball... you were watching the rest of the nobles talk with each other... you can't even hear the music. All you hear is their chatters. After a while, you saw a young man walking up to you.

"Pleasure meeting you." The young man in front of you said as he bowed down. His choppy, uneven silver hair was neatly fixed. he smiled at you. "I'm Earl Grey, Charles Grey... Her Majesty's private secretarial officer and butler." Charles Grey introduced himself.