Mug for the camera
Gerald astonished himself, he had not suspected that he would be capable of conspiring against his king, but there he was, sitting in a puddle of peanut oil, scrawling regicidal designs. The door knocked, he assumed a mask of sanity. Compare it to a child's Halloween costume, plastic with a slits for the eyes and mouth. An utterly unconvincing attempt to be something else, but it is enough to let people know that there is some effort into the disguise, and will humor it. And while it will not fool anyone, it does hide the true nature. Sliding now on the oil, Gerald smiled, and bid his visitor enter.