*At a party sometime before the revolution*
Alfred: *running wildly around in his best little suit, a tiny bean, and waving something in his hand*
NY: What’s that you’ve got there, Al?
Alfred: *delighted with his find and still running around* A knife!
NY: *thinking of all the clever little ways VA would murder him if she found out and running after Al* NO!
NJ: *sipping their tea and enjoying every second of the show* Where did he even get a knife?













