A small crate has appeared on your desk. Unmarked with the exception of a single note. "Daichi, my old chap. Did you know there is a dimension where Einstein concocted a cognac distilled from mango? If you still have a inclination for the fruit, you'll enjoy this modest token." Transporting the crate and it's liquor contents to this dimension had taken considerable magic energy, but a true gentleman mustache does not reveal the price of a gift.
There were a lot of questions in Daichi’s mind as he examined the contents of the package. Who or what is Einstein? What’s cognac? Who could have sent this? Why would they send it now?
Not listed among the questions: should I drink this booze right now? as the answer is a painfully obvious and resounding yes.
“Jisen, unknown benefactor!” The rest of the day was spent trying to figure out how to get more of the fruit liquor.
Gentleman mustaches are fantastic people and well missed.
