Open post it is, then.
*Zillah is lounging upside-down on one of the couches in the mansion, sipping lazily out of a bottle of spiked strawberry wine, and very high on some sort of drugs, long hair unbound and spread like a curtain on the cushions of the couch. His free hand--the one not with the bottle--is spinning idle strands of hair around a finger, and his legs are spread wide, one over the back of the couch, one over the arm of the couch. He's very in the way, and one of his bottles of wine has spilled, forming a crusty red stain on the carpet that looks far too much like blood. Feel free to bother him.*