They are a trio born of mischief, mystery, and impeccable taste. The first — a gloriously posh and delightfully nerdy gentleman — peers at the world through elaborate steampunk glasses that reveal nothing of what lies behind them, his butterfly bowtie perfectly knotted as if chaos itself would not dare wrinkle it. Beside him stands a woman of breathtaking composure, her ornate steampunk mask sweeping elegantly across her mouth, sealing away secrets that could fill volumes. And completing the trio, the third — ears tucked beneath magnificent steampunk headphones — moves through the world hearing only what she chooses, unbothered and entirely in her own world. Together they are the most wonderfully unreliable witnesses you will ever have the pleasure of meeting.