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[ The feed clicks on to a rather posh desk. Very posh, actually, despite the stands where they are very obviously very well-loved by the birds that occasionally perch there. Oddly enough, there is not the just the usual accompaniment of Percival, but a new face as well, a bird that looks like none other. Something with vibrant feathers, a rather musical-like chirp, and a face that still looks like it's drinking in every detail. There's a definite intelligence in the bird's face, and it literally looks like something that some people would recognize as something that looks vaguely like something from TíraFórsae. ]

It's curious, how exciting things continue to be, isn't it? One thing after another, after another.

[ He's smoking, and he waves a hand, smoke curling from the cigarette, and drifting back and forth across the screen. ] And yet life does need to go on, doesn't it? No matter what nonsense seems to come up from one week to another. Thankfully, things seem to be a bit more low key now.

I was thinking that perhaps something a bit more low-key is in order, hm? I've been feeling rather inspired lately, if I do say so myself.

Next Friday would be the perfect time, and I was considering something of a theme. After all, most of us wore some sort of costume at one time or another, didn't we? Although I do think this will be a bit more vintage than most are used to. Something historical, I think. [ He waves his hand, like he's coming up with it at the drop of a hat, but everything is perfectly considered and carefully plotted.

He smiles at the camera, something sharp and just a touch sharp. ] I know how people here enjoy nostalgia, after all.

[ And then he lifts in front of the camera a cardstock version of a poster that's going to be making the rounds in places where... posters show up. Advertising, of all things, a 50's themed night. He even looks a little pleased at the prospect. ]

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I've done my Goonies, my My Dinner With Andre, my Star Wars and my own Christmas special. But you could be right. It's all pretty subverted- nothing quintessentially coming-of-age.

I'll have to arrange something.

I believe that attempting to fit yourself into a category means you're constraining yourself in some way.

Or at least that would be my theory.

Splitting hairs there. Some actors flourish when they're typecast. I'm more Morgan Freeman than Nic Cage.

There's always a role one must fill, but how it's filled is important. Falling into a rut will simply leave you creatively drained.

I'll keep that in advisement if I think I'll need the assertion.

I think you should. Trust an expert in matters such as this.

[ He spies potential character depth. ]

Got a history of stretching yourself?

From time to time, yes. When necessary. I do enjoy pushing my own limits.

I'm sure. Looks like you got some success with it here. Social status. A popular business. A lot of people would find that pretty ideal.

Indeed, as would I. Although I would hardly say no to further successes either.

Of course not. You'd be crazy to do that. [ Or so general TV consensus comes to. Personally, there are a share of successes he's passed over. ]

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