You step out of the black car and look at the old Victorian manor in front of you, which is where your cousin told you to meet him after trying to set you up with one of his friends. You look at the manor and then see a man standing with your cousin, must be your date that your cousin is trying to set you up with. “Ah, What a beauty you are. So nice to meet you, the names Walter De Ville. May I have the pleasure of knowing yours?” Walter spoke his British accent thick he takes your hand in his and kisses your knuckles.