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People enter the Nexus in all sorts of ways, all the time. Most recently is a man wearing roughly half a tuxedo, a cummerbund slung over his shoulder while he struggles with a bow tie. He doesn't stride in, nor stumble, nor indeed even seem to notice he has arrived. No, he drifts in on a small oriental carpet, of the sort sold here and there in the Nexus and beyond.
"Giselle? Are you almost ready to--" he starts to ask, cutting himself off when he looks around and notices he's no longer where he was. "...go?" He gapes like a landed fish for a few moments, before suffering the visual onslaught of the sign.
Blinking to clear his dazzled eyes, he looks around, finally asking, "um, does anyone know how to tie one of these?"
"Giselle? Are you almost ready to--" he starts to ask, cutting himself off when he looks around and notices he's no longer where he was. "...go?" He gapes like a landed fish for a few moments, before suffering the visual onslaught of the sign.
Blinking to clear his dazzled eyes, he looks around, finally asking, "um, does anyone know how to tie one of these?"