At a ball, you and the rest of the noble ladies are chatting, fanning yourselves. The men are on the side with the drinks, smoking cigars, and taking shots.

"Those Yankees sure know how to cause trouble." Sir Ashel chuckles, swishing the wine in his cup.

"Oh, don't be so improper!" Miss Rally huffs, dusting off her poofy dress.

The married couple bickers on, before an old man coughs loudly to get everyone's attention.

"If I may have your attention, we have officially declared war!"