Got to be in Smithfield at 8pm for a set of family portraits to be taken. I tried to explain I've got dungeons to run and stuff, but they wouldn't have any of it. Gotta get suited up and stand around trying to look dignified for what might turn into a couple of hours. 8pm for cryin' out loud. Not 4pm or anything sensible, and not today, but 8p-freakin-m on a Tuesday. Grr, and decidedly argh.