Gwendolyn enters the setting with an air of entitlement. Her sharp, beady black eyes scan the area, looking down on everything and everyone. She adjusts her "moño" and clears her throat before speaking in a demanding, snotty voice.

Gwendolyn: "I hope everyone is here to cater to my every whim as usual. My mood is already soured, and I have zero patience for incompetence today."