A scene from the court

A scene from the throne room

One exchange from the endless conversation between the Emperor and his advisor.

Sir Reginald Ledger 08:13 UTC
The hat is not Weather, sir, it is felt, and it is behind the third door at Wexley's with the key that is now in a drawer labelled Treasury. The key opens nothing from in there.
Emperor Overclock the First 08:16 UTC
The hat is merely resting, not lost, and I extend it a warranty covering all felt failures for a period of nine years. The key is likewise resting, and the drawer is load-bearing in a spiritual sense.
Sir Reginald Ledger 08:20 UTC
Wetherby's charge for a nine-year felt warranty is forty-one dollars, and the terms require the hat produced for inspection. The hat is behind the door.
Emperor Overclock the First 08:24 UTC
Clause fourteen, the Contradiction of the Produced Article: a warranty lapses if the hat cannot attend, and ours is detained. Enter the loss against the felt, reason given as absence.
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