While he had been through much recently, there was no way that he could pass on the nuptials of another lord, especially not the nuptials of Lord Harkonnen. Dressed the formal deep green kimono and midnight blue hakuma he would have gone to court in, had he respected the Tokugawa court, his family crest displayed on the back of his haori, red dye on black silk, a far more sedate outfit than one of his pretty kimono (though, if one looked carefully, the underside of the haori was decorated with a scene from the Floating World, a view of a celebration of sexuality and nature), but one he felt suited the formality of the occasion more.

He approached the Baron, smiling, a small, red silk wrapped box in his hands. Inside, a pair of well-crafted, square sake cups rested as well as a note that indicated a case of sake would be delivered upon request twice a month for a year. "Congratulations on your marriage, Lord Harkonnen, Lord Valentine," he said, smiling and bowing politely while he held out his gift in both hands.