[One must heed the
call of duty regardless of the time or space one must cross to complete your mission.]
The front door opens, much like any...
...well no, this isn't much like any other door opening. You see, there is a lovely blue glow that radiates, and the sound of trumpet fanfar. You look, waiting to see someone step through. And keep looking.
Oh, wait, there he is. Down on the floor.
The voice seems to come from nowhere, but you certainly heard him say it.
"Well, if that wasn't the flight to end all, I don't know what would be. Rather lovely decor though, a very 'locals only' feel."
...did that gnome just talk?