Officer Coal tentatively knocked on Mr. Bedlam’s door, expecting another tantrum from their illustrious leader, “Sir, the Inquisition is ready to fly.”
The door opens immediately, almost before Officer Coal can finish the sentence. Mr. Bedlam flashes a big, happy smile down at Officer Coal, which disturbs him greatly. Mr. Bedlam pats Officer Coal on the shoulder and gently turns him towards the bridge as he makes his way out of his room.
“Excellent news Coal!” Mr. Bedlam begins walking towards the bridge at brisk pace, “I trust my chair has been repaired.”
Officer Coal has to trot a little bit to keep up with Mr. Bedlam, “Um, yes sir it’s all fixed.”