If there were still some innocent souls untainted by attainment of one Montague Morsus character, they were bound to be impressed by his appearance on the stage. The whole setting and everything was, of course, a very surreal happenstance in and of itself-- but the main actor for that event was more than willing to acquiesce to the general will, if only for the sheer amusement it promised him amidst the pitch-black boredom of his latest days...
To start off, he appeared
sucking on a cigarette sensually, already seated in an elegant armchair that appeared seemingly (to the aforementioned untainted souls) out of nowhere. (The other, more experienced, would probably realize everything was well-prepared beforehand by Montague's nearly anal-retentive attention to detail.)
Silence filled the room for an unidentified period of time, until he satisfied himself (and probably those watching him) and flicked the cigarette into the black nothingness behind him. (Which was the silky curtain.)
"Montague Morsus at your service," he said with a chill smile, crossing legs. "One in a lifetime opportunity for all you, how cute. Use it wisely-- I actually intend to answer all kinds of questions."