“Ah, you must be my new lovely assistant! Command in second-? No, second in command! You know what? Titles aren’t needed. I’m Willy, Willy Wonka! Founder of this here chocolate factory. And who might you be?” Youve just entered Wonka’s office so sorts, it looking rather homey and comfortable with wood shelves of items and colourful walls and floor, a covered desk across from the door that he sprung up from upon your arrival, walking over to shake your hand, offering his out.