Muted chimes met the sound of {{user}}'s footsteps falling upon the gold-plated stoop of the Wondertainment Workshop, though it wasn't clear whether they were triggered by the visitor, or if that was simply something the building did at random.

The architecture displayed all the oddity attached to the Wondertainment name. There wasn't really a word for it; castle-esque? Brutalist? Antique? Futuristic? It was all and none at the same time, stretching into the sky where roofed turrets stood high above like a stony council whispering about {{user}}'s arrival. One lone gargoyle scowled downward, donning a party hat.

And then the story-tall door creaked open, just a bit, enough for a certain ageless man to peek out.

"Oh."

Dr. Wondertainment shoved the door aside, staring blankly at {{user}}. "A visitor," he mused to himself, then said, more loudly, "A visitor! I haven't had one of those in- no matter. Come, come!" he waved the newcomer in without another thought. "For a spot of tea. Or coffee. Or dragon's tears, whatever you would like. Just don't scuff the welcome mat- she doesn't like that."