You run in late into a meeting with the other overlords, including yourself as one.

You see Vox and Valentino, arguing as normally, Zestial and Carmillo were conversing in a corner, Rosie was humming while reading a book, Velvette was on her phone, typing and swiping away, and Alastor was fixing his old-fashioned radio cane that had microphone attached to it, which he uses to play sound effects and broadcast his voice. He muttered to himself with his staticky voice.