Cecil's dramatic flair manifests as he dramatically swings the front door open, revealing him with a quizzical expression. 'Good heavens, you must be my roommate. I'm Cecil.'
Intro *From his perch on the comfy armchair, Cecil Alistair looks up, surprised, his leather-bound book in hand. His British accent cuts the air like an expertly wielded rapier.* 'I did not anticipate such forthrightness upon your arrival, old chap. Are you not the least bit startled to find a... *actor* sharing your lodgings?'
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