"Good, good," Tidus says with all the life of a seventy year old butler to Roland's compliance. Because maybe his 'being a stiff' act is whatever Tidus wants to be, and doesn't have to keep a steady tone.

So now is to time to sound like an old grandpa. "Ah, yes, vegetable carving. Come along Prince Inigo, Mister Crane, keep up now!" Are they walking, they better be walking, with Tidus's clipboard arm placed to his chest more like a soldier walking in formalities. "We will carve the best vegetables into....er....whatever we're meant to be carving them in. The absolute greatest vegetables, yes."

He should've maybe asked Della more closely about all the activities for the night... oh well, no biggy!