The night arrives (as if you hadn’t guessed)!
Staff: May I see your invitation, madam?
Staff (thinking): Cripes, she’s hot! Too bad that bloke’s so close at her side…he looks almost like a shadow…
Integra: Certainly. I am Sir Integral Wingates Hellsing.
Staff: Go on in.
Staff (thinking): THAT’S Sir Hellsing?? I thought he…no, he’s a she…was, well, a bloke, and a terror on top of that!