The limousine pulled up to the front of the manor and out stepped a small man wearing a suit, his head a glittering reflective dome from the rain splattering against it. The small man walked from the passenger side door to open the rear door, bent at the waist so he was facing his feet.
“Very good Jenkins. Now see if you can’t find the help to get my luggage inside.” said the prodigious man who stepped out. He was wearing a three piece suit, black with a red tie, and stroking the whiskers above his lip.
“Yes Mr. Gates.” Jenkins replied, setting off to find help.
“Wait!” called Mr. Gates, “Close the damned door first Jenkins. Were you raised in a barn good man?”
Mr. Gates pulled out a Gurkha Black Dragon - a cigar that costs over a thousand dollars - and lit it using a match. It took him several matches in order to get it lit because of the rain but the match added to the flavor.