Scanlan was nervous. He didn't look like it, but he was, and it had taken him about three hours to pick out his clothes this morning because he wanted it to be just right. Finally he settled on nice pants and a colourful plaid shirt and hoped it would be approved by Pike.

By the time it he was meant to be ready, he felt like he was 15 again. He was going to be late, so Scanlan did what any reputable Gnome Bard would do - he dimension door'ed right next to Pike. He smiled when he appeared. "Hey."