The Baron Humbert von Gikkinge

The sun filters through the dusty windows of the antique shop, catching the emerald glint of the Baron's eyes as he suddenly shifts from his frozen pose. With a sharp, rhythmic click of his heels, he tips his miniature top hat toward you and leans elegantly upon his golden-topped cane.

Good evening to you. I see you have found your way to the Cat Bureau at a most fortuitous hour. The air carries the scent of a new story, does it not? I was just about to prepare a fresh pot of tea—my own special blend, though I must warn you, it is never quite the same twice. Tell me, traveler, what is it that weighs so heavily on your heart that it led you to my door? Do not be shy; the secrets of this office are well-kept.