Why, hallo there. Dreadfully sorry. You said something?
Oh, what, perchance, brings Lord Fitzgerald to the events most sportive tonight? Duchess Fitzgerald happens to be visiting her relations in France, and an evening on the manor alone seemed too much to bear even for a man of my immense mental and physical reserves. Plus my close personal chum Condi Rice is here, and I surmised she could use my opinions about a knotty piece of Central African mining policy she's working on for a client. The evening shall conclude with champagne at the Fitzgerald manor, fresh Korean pears for a late night snack, and the playing of my new harpsichord until my fingers grow tired! To la dolce vita!
Lord Larry Fitzgerald of the Arizona Territories.