It's Show Time

How boring this is, this group of people just go from one place to another, without saying a word, I could surely give myself a heart attack, and no one would even notice I was gone.

Maybe if I'm getting old as I think I am, there's hardly anything abnormal, maybe I should take an escape.

No sooner had I entertained the idea than Igan the butler came through the door.

-Mr. Willfest, excuse me, I don't think I have offered you anything, would you like something to eat?

-No, no, Igan, don't worry about me, but if you can point me to a bathroom that I can use.

Igan took some trays, filled them with sweets and turned his attention back to me.

-If you walk straight ahead, you will find the retina that we employees occupy, I apologize for not being able to offer you something better, you who have done so much for the crown.

-It is not necessary, a latrine is enough.