Botros was hoping he wouldn't be late, as usual, considering this was a considerably close event from his office. What he forgot to consider was the outfit. Deborah used to take care of these issues, his shirt, his trousers, his tie, his cardigan, and his shoes. He still hasn't figured out a way to remember to save extra time to taking care of them all now that Deborah was too far away to do it.

Now he was ready to enter the room and stop worrying about the whole new outfit. Ab was glad Sherlock Holmes had a decent taste in fashion, he didn't have to wear a bonnet or put on a hook to his hand. He walked over to the table and wrote down the name of his character, stuck the tag on his Sherlock cape. Five galleons were thrown into the table too, even if he already donated three of his valuable possessions.

With his cane Ab started to slowly walk to the seating area...