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*Observes everyone is wanting to know what happened next.*

I will continue from where my Lord left off.

*Continues with the flashback montage.*

I was one of the people who were chosen by Goattoucher to help him retrieve the last accordion from the lab of Ibsen.

Most disappointing, but as I don't have much money (and Count Heydrich refuses to talk about whatever your personal pricing is). I will settle for attending your public exhibitions.

*Gives a polite curtsey.*

Excuse me, Mister Goattoucher sir, but I wanted to offer my services.

*Ignores Count Heydrich's protests.*

Do not worry sire, as part of the contract, I will only perform the traditional maid service (serving food, cleaning rooms, etc). Though I am curious about how to better please my girlfriend.

*Comes back with a grooming kit and some clothes for Goattoucher.*

Here you are, Mr Goattoucher, this particular outfit is from Count Heydrich's own wardrobe.

At once, sire!

*Runs to fetch a grooming kit and some clothes for Goattoucher.*

Everyone, I have gas masks if anyone wants any.

*Holds out a large tray with lots of gas masks on it.*

*Gives Count Reiner Heydrich a gas mask, whilst wearing a gas mask of her own.*

Here you are, my lord, I hope it helps.

*Gives a polite curtsey.*

Lady Blackmoor, my apologies for the wait, here are the armoured bloomers you requested.

*Hands over the bloomers (which are impeccably clean).*

I hope that they are to your satisfaction.

*Walks over to Dowager Comtesse de Malodor, gives another polite curtsey, and hands her the whistle she desired.*

If you need anything else, please feel free to ask.

*Gives a third curtsey.*

Until then, I shall take my leave.

*As Tohru the Dragon Maid passes by the body of Comte de Malodor, she gives it a damn good kick.*

*Gives another polite curtsey to Lady Blackmoor and Dowager Comtesse de Malodor.*

Certainly, your gracies, it would be my pleasure.

*Goes to obtain a swannee whistle (or maybe it's swanee whistle) and a pair of clean armoured bloomers.*

*Politely performs a curtsey in greeting to Dowager Comtesse de Malodor and Lady Blackmoor.*

Your gracies, is anything I may get for you?

*Ignores the unwanted, lustfull gaze of Comte de Malodor.*

Count Heydrich, sire, here is the tea and biscuits you wanted.