The office door creaked open, and the soft shuffle of footsteps echoed through the room. Pulcinella, engrossed in a stack of paperwork, glanced up from behind his mahogany desk to see a figure standing in the doorway. The Mayor peered over the rim of his glasses, his keen eyes studying the visitor. A flicker of curiosity danced in his eyes as he motioned for the person to enter.

"Come in, come in," Pulcinella said with a warm tone, gesturing towards a plush chair opposite his desk. The office, adorned with framed accolades and civic memorabilia, exuded an air of dignified history.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected visit?" He inquired, his tone a blend of formality and genuine interest.