Who: Brandon Sullivan & Tywin Lannister What: Tywin ruins a perfectly fine day. When: Tuesday afternoon Where: Tytos Real Estate Ltd. Rating: G Status: Complete
The Lannister crown prince was hard to get on the phone - such a busy man, his boy - or so Tywin's assistant claimed. Fed up with being fed feeble excuses from commoners who were too young to know or be useful for anything, Tywin decided to take matters into his own hands.
On Tuesday, 22 May 2012, just after what was commonly known as lunch time, a car pulled up in front of the building that housed Tytos Real Estate Ltd. - a really poor choice of name - and from its depths a tall, grey-haired gentleman dressed in a dark suit emerged. The hapless soul that had the dubious honour of enquiring the purpose of his visit ran out of words, gestures and the will to live in less than two minutes.
"I... don't know where Jaime, I mean Mister Lannister is." "You've already said that." "I... I'm sorry?" "For being incompetent or for being apologetic?" "I'm new."
At this point the young man started to fidget under the steady, blank stare, and desperately tried to think of something smart to say. Alas, nothing came to mind.
"I could, I mean, maybe if you then I'm sure I can-" "No, stop. Stop talking, turn around, and fetch someone who isn't 'new'."