Hi! How's It Going? I'm Nate; I'm Kind Of A Ghost Because I Died A Couple Of Times!

I'm not a great fan of most baked goods due to some food allergies, but do you know those little dough balls with whipped cream inside? I don't remember the name right now, but they're really good!

Oh! Croquembouche — the ones with the caramel drizzle? I find those rather fantastic as well! The sauce is absolutely lovely.

M!A a few brand new decanters appear on a flat surface nearby!

... Oh. Oh, I see. ... That is peculiar. Very peculiar. Ah- Thank you, I suppose... I will kindly need to excuse myself for a few moments. Thank you, my apologies.

Aw, little strawberry thief! Do you think she belongs to anyone?

We were unsure. She looked like a cat that someone else that I have spoken to has seen around the streets a small handful of times, but she could just as easily have been allowed to free roam.

He is visible under the condition that he wears fake dog ears!

... Okay. I suppose that everyone is welcome to make their own choices in style...

Do you believe in ghosts?

I-... Believe that there may be some things that are unexplainable to the common person. I suppose that I would consider myself among the common people in that regard as well.

There is much potential and evidence for ghouls and spirits to exist. I try to not place too much attention on the possibility of apparitions though. My focus is in maintaining the living rather then concerning myself over the dead; after all.

Dr. Jekyll quietly worked on arranging some paperwork, a small breeze blowing in from the window and causing the edges of the papers to softly curl, Jekyll taking a single moment to smooth them back down.

Somewhere in the distance, the gentle sound of a piano could be heard playing from a nearby building. It would play the same few steps of a single tune, occasionally making a mistake before restarting the same tune following a gap of silence. Alongside it, the occasional sound of chatter and horses could be heard from the street.

After some time, Jekyll would quietly stand up, taking the papers and walking to the bookshelf where he would remove a folder and slip the papers inside. Then, he would tuck the folder into the back and return to his desk, taking a moment to look out the window and listen to the musical tune play gently; finally finishing the tune to the fullest for the first time since it had started before quieting.

Was the guest a human or..?

Oh! No, not human. It would be rather strange for a human to wander through a window.

I think the closest way to describe it would be magic!

Magic as in some form of science…? I presume there must be explanations to all occurrences within nature and existence, after all?

...... Blorbitis. Very serious, sadly. 😔

Blorbitis...? I am afraid that I am unfamiliar with that condition. Have you meant to communicate 'blepharitis'? It can cause issues with red and swollen eyes but I do not believe that there have been any documented cases of it causing aggression or the tensing of the jaw?...

Want us to demonstrate? You can even pick an item! :D

I suppose...? Are you sure that you wish to be delivering anything at this hour? Hastie and I were walking at hardly a proper hour, I cannot imagine that this late in the night would be much safer?