Everyone feels invigorated when good things come their way, and York gentlemen are no exception.
Arthur hummed a little tune as he worked on translating "The Calculation of Electric Currents." Though the task was tedious, he put in extra effort with great enthusiasm.
Suddenly, Arthur heard the creaking sound of the office door opening, followed by a series of leisurely footsteps.
Without looking up, Arthur reached for his pipe, lighting it as he spoke, "My dear Mr. Bismarck, don't you know it's quite impolite to enter a room without knocking?"
Unexpectedly, the person who entered offered no reply, instead walking to the desk, taking the cigar box Arthur had on the table, and casually taking one out, "Where's the match?"
"Hmm?"
Arthur found the flamboyant voice somewhat familiar, and when he looked up, he paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh, "Benjamin, why are you wearing a green hat?"
