So last night I was out at dinner at Thea Mediteranean for work (it’s our yearly SE conference), and as I was leaving, I saw Elke eating with an unknown accomplice. I had the sudden urge to sneak up to her table and bow, and speak to her in a thick accent:

“Your Highness! It is wonderful to see you again after the Morocco incident. Please know that I have completed the tasks set to me by General Manzanes before his untimely demise. Know that your people will not rest until you reclaim your former glory! Have a delightful evening!”

But given that I didn’t know who she was with (how would that look to a business acquintance?) I opted not to do that.

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