All participants, clad in black robes with gold and white trims walk into the great meeting place of the SCOC brain trust and take their respective, ancient seats while ominous as hell music plays silently in the background. Paul stands and presents a bag of gravel and a ceremonial dagger. He stabs the bag repeatedly until the contents spill out onto the floor. The collective mumbles a "The Greater Good" until he puts the dagger away, and addresses the group.
PAUL:
Friends, it is a time of tumult, and woe for our dearly beloved team.