The Lunatic Cafe

The doors to the cafe open and the sound of trumpets can be heard blaring and a moment later a bald headed man in fine robes walks in accompanied by a mousy looking man with a really bad haircut.
They both pause just inside the cafe as the doors to the cafe swing shut cutting off the trumpet fanfare.

"Oh I say Barnabus, I like what you have done with the feasting hall but who are all these other people here? And don't you think you over did it a bit with the trees and decorations? Mind you I like the effort you went to honor me."

The mousy looking man who it appears is named Barnabus looks around in confusion.
"My Lord? I...Um, Didn't do this. I think we may have made a wrong turn somewhere."

"Barnabus don't be foolish. We are in my castle and was headed towards the Feasting Hall. How could we possible make a wrong turn? Unless you are trying to suggest that some strange and clearly magical portal somehow opened as we were entering the hall and sent us to some strange dimension?"

"Um, yes sire. I'm afraid that is exactly what I'm suggesting."

"Oh?" Dongalor looks around the place with interest. "Well then... I guess you better announce me then."

"Oh, um, yes of course sire." Barnabus takes a few steps into the cafe and clears his throat.
"Announcing High Lord Chancellor Donold David Dongalor." Barnabus waits a moment but when no one seems to even look over in their direction he kind of deflates.

"They, um, don't seem to be that impressed."

"Well of course they aren't. They don't know my glory do they? That's okay, they'll learn." Dongalor explains to him. They wait looking at each other for a moment.

Finally Barnabus risks a question. "Do you think we are supposed to pick a table and seat ourselves?"

Dongalor looks around a moment. "Well I don't know. I've never been here before have I?" Spying the sign by the front entrance he pauses to read it. "Barnabus? What do you make of this? No weapons and no violence? Whatever do they do here for entertainment then?"