This will be the sixty-second banquet I've overseen. This time, my hands keep stopping just short of midnight.

• MartaI've never once seen your hands shake, Steward.
  Head Butler HydenThey didn't shake. They stopped. The two are not the same.
• Sir RoidenShall I post more men.
  Head Butler HydenIf numbers could stop this, I'd have stopped it already.