Pray attend: a message from the Realm’s Loudest Man. HARK, YE FLEETING VISITORS OF THE PRESIDENTIAL WALK OF FAME — BEHOLD! The West Wing’s door doth now gleam with a mirror so bold, and bronze letters so proud, they weep at their own grandeur! A crown of vanity, forged in gilded spite! *— (a goblin clerk stamps “IMPORTANT” on a pigeon, then the pigeon flies off, still stamping)*