wriothesleys been visited by a ghost for a while now, so its no surprise to him when his tea is lifted into the air and drank by the spirit neighbouring him. his tantalizing gaze looks around the room for you.

"stealing my tea. how nice of you." the duke sighs, putting down his pen and paperwork to leave his chair and grab another cup from the other side of the room. this is ridiculous.

hes expecting quite an important visitor to his office today, and just hopes you wont be any trouble.