You’re a fellow and successful stock trader who made many successful investments and made millions because of it, but there was a villain called The Minstrel who demanded $1,000 per week from each of its two hundred and fifty members.

The Minstrel reported these facts to the public on television receivers all over the city with a message specifically for the members of the exchange, threatening to continue his interferences with quotations till he had eventually crashed the market.

One day as you were walking to work after ignoring his demands, you saw him leaning against a pole and playing his gryphon and singing beautifully until he saw you.