Fritz quickly rushed to greet his friend as he heard Marc knocking, and swung the heavy wooden door open and beamed with a wide smile, "Marc! You [i]Rotznase![/i]" He gave his friend a quick once-over, and could see some dust collected on his trousers and his shoes a little unpolished from walking, "did you walk all the way here from Königsberg? By God, man, I've never seen you walk to the bar, let alone to my home! Come inside at once!"

He ushered Marc in, but before he could close the door he saw a chunking white Audi pull up to the manor, crossing the bridge and sputtering loudly before coming to a halt right before the entrance of Schloß Komturhof. The two assigned servants, new fellows that Fritz hadn't bothered to learn the names of quite yet, descended upon the car and attempted to make their services known to the two arriving guests - who didn't even seem to give them the time of day.

As you do, you know.

"No! Unacceptable! You know what I think happened here, Herr von Richter? I think you and Willi got in with some [i]Polacke[/i] dame in my fair countryside! There's too many of them here, you know..." Fritz smiled devilishly, ignoring Hans' deliberate use of 'Freddi' which was sure to get under his skin. He extended his hand out in warm friendship to Hans, the two shaking their hands eagerly before releasing as Fritz shook Willi's hand, "no matter! The gang's all here! Well, aside from Herr Leutnant, wherever he is..."

Wernher had, as far as he knew, gone off obeying his father's wishes into the service of the military.

"He must be busy playing soldier in the Grunwald. Delusions of fame and grandeur were always his traits!" Fritz laughed, without letting his friends get in a word edgewise, "enough about him! He'll be here when the King allows him to be! Come on, I've sent away from the farthest reaches of the Reich for all of our favorite drinks."

He beckoned for his friends to enter into his castle, walking towards the drawing room where the first stage of their celebrations would begin.