Adonis sat on a sofa within a grand modern office.
The view its clear glass walls gave was mangnficent as the wonders of Lalaland were all shown to Adonis in their full splendor.
A while later, a man appeared in the sofa opposing him.
"I apologise for the wait."
The man wore a two piece suit of shades of black and grey, his grey hair slicked back as like most butlers, his left eye bore a monocle.
Despite his looks which gave him the appearance of man in his late fifties, his aura was vibrant and his gaze sharp.
"No problem. So, am I allowed to open an account? I was told this usually takes a minute at your kiosks. I didn't know I'd have to meet up with you, a branch manager."
Hearing this, the man slightly smiled as he waved his hand and a card appeared atop his palm.
"Ah, no, there is no issue."
