His thoughts were interrupted by a curt knock on the door. He rushed to answer it, and there stood a handsome man, dressed smartly in a dark blue suit - the uniform of a Cid's Knight.
"Oh" simpered Goldenboko. "You're the Cid's Knight."
"That's right", replied the man. "I'm Psychotic. I hear you've had some problems with your...signature". Psychotic paused, as he noticed that Goldenboko was dressed in just a towel. Goldenboko, spotting his visitor's gaze, was quick to explain.
"Oh, don't mind that! I've just been in the shower."
"I see."
"Now, the signature. It's just this way!" and he beckoned the lordly Cid's Knight into his home. "Follow me!"

Psychotic began work on fixing the broken signature. As the greatest of all Cid's Knights, he wondered why he demeaned himself by performing such menial tasks. He kicked the signature a few times, out of spite for the rest of the staff.
"How's it coming along?" asked Goldenboko, still covered with the towel. "I brought you a dri-WHOOPS!" his towel slid down to the floor. "Oh my, now how did that happen...?"