I'm not playing in the snow.

It's shiny and bright and loud outside.

I don't like it.

Ah. You may think you can assist with the dinner, dear rival, but I'm afraid that you can't leave me out of it.

Honestly. Even if one of your senses were to disappear, you have several others to rely on.

Panic is such a useless thing.

Is it midnight yet?

Boredom. This is what all of you people are sniveling about recently, and quite frankly, no one cares that you're bored to tears.

Find a hobby, if you're having such trouble in occupying your time.

It certainly is not my responsibly nor the rest of the mansion's to be sure that you are entertained.

There.

Are you happy.

I would say "my, how strange the mansion looks" but quite frankly, I was expecting something rather odd to happen. This isn't so bad.

[ooc: Saix is dressed as a Highlander, as per Con's suggestion.]

I'm not celebrating.

KNOCK BEFORE YOU COME RUNNING INTO MY ROOM.

...Far too drafty.