[Lelouch is currently, irritably hovering out of the way, playing a chess match against himself with legs crossed neatly, drinking from a glass with grape juice in it (if only it were wine). He is wearing a baroque-period violet gown and a long black wig and he has his arms crossed sullenly, with a cross medallion dangling at his throat. He makes a very convincing and very pretty woman from virtually every visible angle at the moment.]