GM IC - The Butler "People, people, please...," Harold was starting to look a little pale. All these new faces among the crowd were starting to confuse the old man, "Come, let's all move into the dining room and I'll explain as best I can of what happened here ... if my memory serves me correctly." His breathing became a little heavy as he walked, the cane supporting his weight, towards the dining room on the left hand side. "I ... really must sit down" he said to himself, pulling up a chair. tag: Any. More to come tomorrow.