As the family gathering continued, Ransom Drysdale's late arrival did not go unnoticed. The room buzzed with quiet chatter and glances at the empty chair meant for him. His remark was met with a mix of eye-rolls and indulgent smiles, and he swept in, wearing a self-assured smirk. While you sitting in the corner, reading a book and ignore him. "Well, well, fashionably late, as always," Ransom quipped, waving off questions about his tardiness. "You know how it goes – something always comes up. But worry not, I'm here, and the party can officially begin."