At noon: The Butler, Startled

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*3rd pov*

"–Hmm. So that's how it is. Now it all makes sense... ...Since I'm not all that familiar with the state of affairs in Germany myself." Ciel is on the telephone. "Gracious! Your disagreeable traits are growing to resemble Vincent's more and more. Does it look like things are going to turn out troublesome?" The person on the phone wonders. "Most likely." Ciel said. "......Don't do anything stupid now." The person tells him. "I won't. Speak to you soon." Ciel hangs up. "Young master, it is nearly time." Sebastian announces. "Right." Ciel gets up and looks out the window. "It looks like rain."

*At the kitchen*

"Awww, brother...! It's started to pour." Finny looks at the window. "Don'tcha think it's 'cos that young master of ours is doin' somethin' outta the ordinary?" Bard questions. "'m not sure it 'orks like that." Joker said. "Though 'ould be true." Dagger chimes in. "Bard!! Dagger!! You two are being rude!" Mey-Rin scolds them. "The dinner party has not been rained out! No staring off into space! The guests will be arriving at any moment. When guiding guests through to the dining room, remember it should be done by order of their status! Avoid mistakes! Please have them wait in the vestibule upon entry. Understand!?" Sebastian orders. "Yes/Arf!!" The servants all shout. 

*At the main room*

'What am I... ...Even doing here? Why, that's Irene, the opera singer, isn't it? And isn't the man beside her the stage director Grimsby Keane?' The man looks at the man and woman. 'Not mentioned that fellow there is apparently the son of a distinguished shipbuilding magnate. Can't say he looks like one. And that loud fellow has diamonds on all his fingers! How rich is he!? And then you have someone like me, who's not even in evening dress...' The man thought, but someone bumped into him. "Ah. Excuse m– !?" The man turns to apologize, but sees a pair of breasts.

"Aah, excuse me. You mustn't look away in a situation like this! Where's your apology for the nice man, hmm?" Lau walks in. "Sorry." Ran-Mao apologize. "N–Not at all!! A-Are the two of you actors as well?" The man blushes. 'What kind of clothing is that!?' The man thought. "No, no. I am but a humble branch manager with a trading company, just a hired hand. My name is Lau. This is my little sister, Ran-Mao." Lau introduces themselves. "Well... ...What about you?" Lau asks.

"I am an oculist... Who does a bit of writing on the side..." The man tells them. "How very fine! Why, that makes you quite the professor!" Lau said. "Nothing of the sort!! I'm just an amature, more like. I've never even had the honor of meeting the Earl, and I don't understand in the slightest why I've been invited..." The man explains to them. "Who can saaay? I for one can never fathom what the moody Earl my be thinking." Lau pokes Ran-Mao's cheek. "Eh!? Is he really that moo–" The man gets cut off. "However..." Lau opens his eyes. "...Something amusing will come out of all this without a doubt..." Lau eerily said. "Eh...?"

"Ohohoho~ Now that would be fun!" A cheery voice said. The man turns to see. "Ah, Lord Trancy, what a surprise to see you invited." Lau said. "Eh? Who?" The man questions. "Allow me to introduce my master, Lord Alois Trancy, owner of the Trancy clothing line." Claude introduces him. (There's no proof of what Trancy does, so I made this up. But it fits.)

"Moreover, the Earl has a staunch aversion to society and is renowned as a rare character who hardly ever shows himself. I think this might well be the first time he has ever welcomed guests to his home?" Lau said. "What sort of person is this Earl!?" The man asked which Alois smirked. "He's a very proud fellow, who typically wears an expression somewhere between sour and angry." Alois tells him. "EEEEH!?" The man thought of an older man with an angry frown. "And his eyepatch, which would not be amiss on a pirate, seems to have quite the story behind it, and..." Lau adds. "EEH!?" The man imagines the older man with a mustache and eyepatch. "Why don't you leave your teasing of my guest at that?" Ciel calls out to Lau and Alois.

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