Yes, this is how it all started. This is how my adventured found it's wings.
Well, your sister is struggling less now in her new home. I made sufficient breathing holes in the sides of the trunk, no need to worry. And how about you, how does my chair suit you? I imagine it is much more comfortable when one is not bound to it by rawhide and wire. It is from the finest quality, a very expensive antiquity, actually. You should be honored that I chose your blood for its spoil. It is from Mr. Donovan's very own store, coming to think of it. You see, John, I inherited all of his estate along with his goods after his accident. The wealth has spread out well. It, along with many other gratifications has brought me much happiness. If you look on the right lower side, in fact, you can see the old mans insignia. I put mine underneath his when I inherited the piece. Just look! Oh, I am sorry. I forgot you are unable to turn your neck. Well, I will read it to you anyway. It says under the far left part of the seat: Fredrick Donovan and then my insignia underneath it reads Fredrick Donovan Jr.

So if you will excuse me now, I will be retiring to my chambers for the evening. I have been spreading myself thin lately and I am in dire need of a good nights rest because of this. Can I take any requests for breakfast in the morning? Well anyway, I will make the assumption that the two of you prefer a dim lit room while you sleep. So I am going to keep but a faint candle in the waiting room. Good night! May the sweetest of dreams find their way into your thoughts.