Bertie Wooster is wearing a green carnation. And, yes, someone has vidded that.

Meanwhile, outside:

Arthur: Jeeves! Welcome back! Nice to see you again, Wooster.

Bertie: What ho, Lord Hellsing! Congratulations on that lordship, by the way. Absolutely topping!

Arthur: Bah. It’s just a hereditary load of–

Jeeves: Sir, please…

Arthur: Oh, let’s not stand on ceremony, Jeeves. Life’s too short to worry about Wooster’s virgin ears.