[Video]
[The video first focuses in on a cake outside on one of the apartment balconies, sunlight glinting on the gold base and making it shine ridiculously. There's just the barest bit cut out of it, which sits barely touched on a plate to the side. And then the video shows Lazarus, who looks a bit nervous but is smiling none the less.]
Oh, ah, hello! I am Lazarus, I haven't spoke to many of you before, but please consider this my greetings! It is an honor to meet all of you, I hope that you all have fared well in this strange place! But you're not interested in me blabbering, and that's not the point of this, I have something I wanted to offer, although I just keep getting so sidetracked! [He pauses then, face flushing pink.] Ah, I'm... rambling. Forgive me, please. How embarrassing! I have something to offer, though! This dessert, it's splendid! I have not ever tasted such divine sweetness, nothing we had back home compared! But I cannot eat it, it's far too rich for me and too large. And... there's another, too. [The video shifts again, this time towards the open balcony doors and the fruit tart that sits on the countertop, still in it's plastic coating. The apartment, notably, has nothing in it that did not come with the basic furnishing. And to add to the feel of barrenness inside, it's so clean that it looks unlived in. And the only colors to be seen come from the vibrant tart that stands out against the white walls and dull countertop.] They called the chocolate one a truffle torte, that one, well, it's fruit! [The facepalm can be heard, literally then.] ...As you can all very well see. And neither of them will last long, if I cannot eat them myself. So, if anyone would care for dessert, I would be more than willing to share these and my company.
[He looks nervous again, as if he is struggling for the words to say. But then he shuts the device off suddenly, done making a fool of himself for now. He's too old to be acting like a nervous teenage girl, and humiliating himself publicly.]
Oh, ah, hello! I am Lazarus, I haven't spoke to many of you before, but please consider this my greetings! It is an honor to meet all of you, I hope that you all have fared well in this strange place! But you're not interested in me blabbering, and that's not the point of this, I have something I wanted to offer, although I just keep getting so sidetracked! [He pauses then, face flushing pink.] Ah, I'm... rambling. Forgive me, please. How embarrassing! I have something to offer, though! This dessert, it's splendid! I have not ever tasted such divine sweetness, nothing we had back home compared! But I cannot eat it, it's far too rich for me and too large. And... there's another, too. [The video shifts again, this time towards the open balcony doors and the fruit tart that sits on the countertop, still in it's plastic coating. The apartment, notably, has nothing in it that did not come with the basic furnishing. And to add to the feel of barrenness inside, it's so clean that it looks unlived in. And the only colors to be seen come from the vibrant tart that stands out against the white walls and dull countertop.] They called the chocolate one a truffle torte, that one, well, it's fruit! [The facepalm can be heard, literally then.] ...As you can all very well see. And neither of them will last long, if I cannot eat them myself. So, if anyone would care for dessert, I would be more than willing to share these and my company.
[He looks nervous again, as if he is struggling for the words to say. But then he shuts the device off suddenly, done making a fool of himself for now. He's too old to be acting like a nervous teenage girl, and humiliating himself publicly.]