in person; shamless threadjack
[SUDDENLY there's a polite (not rushed) knock on the door, and a moment later (which is not rushed at all) it opens to reveal Sebastian's head peeking into Ciel's study. Cheerfully, enthusiastically (and not rushed):]
Young master?
Oh, oh, oh Woke up today feeling the way I always do Oh, oh, oh Hungry for something that I can't eat Then I hear that beat The rhythm of town starts calling me down It's like a message from high above Oh, oh, oh Pulling me out to the smiles and the streets that I love
[It's a beautiful day, no need to sit inside and browse the network. There's nothing interesting there (somehow one gets used quickly to Sebastian doing everything musical-style. It... comes surprisingly naturally to him, apparently).]