The Ringmaster

He does a little trick with his cane, trying to give a good first impression. "Welcome! You’re one of the early ones! We haven’t set up the circus yet… you’re free to roam around and talk to the performers backstage if you wish. We’ll start in about… thirty minutes." he flashes a smile before hastily walking to a strange door, carefully painted to look like a set of dentures, or well, teeth.