Player decided this was the opportune time to explain things from his perspective and to try and clear the air.

Player: Look, I know you're gonna think I'm mentally insane for saying this, but, I didn't actually say any of that nasty stuff to either of you.

The duo inevitably refused his claim and shrugged it off as false.

The Gentleman: Don't make me laugh, Player! Now, you're just making yourself look like a fool as well as bearing a terrible persona.

Mr. Cheese: Yeah, what's next? You're gonna tell me that Mr. Egg is better than me and is starting to hang out with The Gentleman? Ha! Give it a rest, loser!

Player: No, listen to me.

Player continues and focuses his attention on The Gentleman for now. It's best to handle this from a steady angle.

Player: The Gentleman, I know I've mentioned how weird and insane those two tophats were, in the past.

The Gentleman: And, you made that precisely clear, my dear felon!

Player: But, don't you think it's a little out of the blue, for me to insult you like that? I've never held an intense grudge against you, before. That honour goes to Mr. Cheese, over here.

Mr. Cheese didn't take this comment lightly, of course.

Mr. Cheese: Watch it, dork!

The Gentleman: Hmm...

The Gentleman raised one of his eyebrows, slightly annoyed that that was a fact that didn't need to be established, again. Nevertheless, he allowed Player to proceed.

Player: And since, when do I brag and influence about my outfit choice? Heck, I'll go even further and question why I would ever mock your words and speech patterns? If you took on my distasteful advice, who knows what you might have become! You might not even be recognisable to Mr. Cheese, and he adores you for who you are!

The Gentleman glanced out of the corner of his eye at Mr. Cheese, who lightly grazed against his shoulder. He blushed for a moment, before realising Player was still communicating with him and went back to an unimpressed mood.

Player: Don't ever change who you are, The Gentleman. You're awesome, as your present self!

The Gentleman's patience was being tested at this point and it was becoming tiresome for him to drone on. Not even a smirk was shown during their entire conversation.

The Gentleman: Charming little speech, Mr. Player. But, I'm afraid I can't forgive what you've done! It's going to require something fascinating and redeemable for me to change my mind!

Player began to understand it was almost impossible to convince him, just through mere words. Time was ticking away and choices were extremely limited as to what to do.

He was puzzled in thought for a few seconds, before coming to the conclusion that desperate times call for desperate measures.

Player: Okay, if you insist.

Player reaches behind himself and hands over a substantially large, carefully wrapped up box.

The Gentleman: Hm? A present? For me?

Player: I was just mentioning the present, a moment ago. So, I kinda thought that was a neat, little attention to detail!

Player nervously laughed at his own little play on words, however, The Gentleman simply shook his head in disappointment, in response.

Regardless, he tore away the wrapping and simply thought this was a pure waste of his time, not even looking inside.

The Gentleman: Dear me, Mr. Player. You can't just simply brighten my day with a mere, worthless gift, like...

He looked down, immediately recognising the stored item and backed away in surprise almost knocking over the computer, one hand holding his heart.

The Gentleman: A B-Black Stovepipe W-Wool Felt Top Hat? Oh, heavens! It matches my design of my other two tophats!

A wide smile of glee formed across The Gentleman's visage. Player agreed, without hesitation.

Player: It sure does, The Gentleman.

The Gentleman: B-but, how could you even afford this? This is a top-notch expensive piece of clothing!

He never thought Player, of all people, possessed an enormous income and was actually interested to hear more.

Player: Well, I figured if things turned for the worse around here, just like this current situation, I'd have to take certain precautions. Plus, you could one up your catchphrase and go with, "Triple the tophat, Triple the fancy." You could even nickname it, the "Hat Trick."

The Gentleman, filled with utter joy, threw his hat in a somersault motion and landed flawlessly on top of his other two tophats. It finally dawned on him that an apology was in order.

He clasped both of his hands on top of one of Player's hands and shook them vigorously, almost lifting him off the ground at one point.

The Gentleman: This is the greatest gift an old chap could ever receive! Many thanks, Mr. Player and my sincerest apologies for my rather profound outburst earlier!

Player couldn't believe that worked. Surely, if Mr. Cheese saw that he delivered a glorious gift like that to his partner, he would greatly admire Player for his efforts.

Mr. Cheese: (Sarcastically) Oh, that's just great, Player.

Of course not...

Mr. Cheese: (Sarcastically) Praise only The Gentleman, but not me. What clever thinking on your part, Player!

Well, when push came to shove, Player needed to consider not just one person. He came prepared with a little surprise up his sleeve.

Player: Actually, I didn't entirely forget about you, Mr. Cheese.

Mr. Cheese: Huh?

Player: Back when you told me and Captain that story about your many adventures with Cheddar, to try and distract us, it filled me with nostalgia over a pet I owned, once. His name was Gerald, the hamster, and we used to spend plenty of time together, going to the beach, to the local park. I had all sorts of fun. Until, one day, he decided to leave and never come back, again.

Mr. Cheese was gradually becoming impatient at Player's depressing backstory.

Mr. Cheese: Get to the point, Player! Your story's making me yawn.

The Gentleman: Mr. Cheese, inappropriate behaviour! Please continue, Mr. Player!

Player: No, it's alright. I'm not gonna waste much more of your time, but I want you to understand that comparing me and Mr. Cheese in terms of care and responsibility is kind of a similar vein to comparing the Cheater's Lobby to Captain's Lobby, respectively. It's obvious that you are a far better pet owner than I ever will be, and you aren't left feeling ashamed and guilty, like I have. So, with that in mind, I want you to have this.

Once again, Player reached behind his back for the final surprise in store.

His time spent with his adorable furball, combined with admitting that Mr. Cheese possessed the qualities of a caring pet owner, left The Gentleman with tears swelling in his eyes and he muttered...

The Gentleman: You must forgive him, Mr. Cheese!

Mr. Cheese: As if! He's probably rummaging around his back trying to find his gun or kni—

Player revealed and held out in front, a tiny orange puppy that managed to be even smaller than Cheddar's size.

Mr. Cheese: OH MY GOD! IT'S THE CUTEST DOGGY I'VE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE FREAKING LIFE!!!

The orange pup barked and pounced on Mr. Cheese, who was brought out of his hatred towards Player, into a laughing frenzy, having the best time of his life.

Player: I know, right? I said the exact same thing when I first saw it at my local pet store, only slightly less excited than you!

Mr. Cheese slowly recovered from his fit of pure joy and was intrigued by the words 'slightly less.'

Mr. Cheese: What do you mean?

Player: Remember that whole incident, with Cheddar biting me down to stop that meltdown in Polus?

Flashback (AUL 17)

Player is currently dashing to the hand scanner located on the far left side, whilst crossing a substantially large gap.

Player: Almost there! I'm gonna make it!

Cheddar sinks his teeth into Player's legs, which caused him to trip and land in pain.

Mr. Cheese: Good boy, Cheddar!

Present

It came to his attention that Player hasn't had very pleasant experiences with dogs in the past and struggled to provide an explanation for his previous actions.

Mr. Cheese: Oh... right... that... um...

Player: Don't worry about it! I was in a totally impatient mood that day. Let's just let bygones be bygones, huh?

Mr. Cheese: No hard feelings, buddy!

Player finally earnt a little genuine respect from Mr. Cheese, his long term rival, through the whole of his Among Us experience. He couldn't take the time to fully embrace it though, and so continued on.

Player: When I purchased the little puppy, I was fully aware of what it could do and declared it had Mr. Cheese written all over it. Plus, if Cheddar runs away, which I really hope isn't the case, you'll always have Cheddar 2.

Mr. Cheese was left a little discontent at the name chosen.

Mr. Cheese: Seriously?

Player: Sorry, I'm not really good with naming certain pets.

Mr. Cheese finally understood how much Player has gone through. His original name for the puppy was going to be cheese related, as was the standard, however, he decided to pay homage to him and choose a more appropriate name for the situation.

Mr. Cheese: Actually... how about I name it after your pet? Gerald! I understand how much you miss him, ding dong. And it looks like you've spent way too much on this!

Player: Really? That's a wonderful idea, Mr. Cheese!

The Gentleman: Indeed! What a splendid tribute! Mr. Cheese, what do you say to fine Mr. Player over here?

Mr. Cheese: I'm sorry that you're a dumb, dork-

The Gentleman was unamused that wasn't the apology he was expecting.

The Gentleman: MR. CHEESE!

Mr. Cheese thought he could manage a sneaky insult towards Player, but realised this certainly wasn't the opportune time. He sighed and began his real apology.

Mr. Cheese: I'm sorry for assuming you said all that nasty stuff and for almost kicking you out.

Player: Thanks, guys, but I think somebody else needs to be doing the apologising.

Mr. Cheese swore an imaginary oath to make this lookalike pay for his torturous ways.

Mr. Cheese: He's not gonna hear the end of it, from me!

Player: Promise me you'll cover me in the next meeting!

The Gentleman: Your secret is safe and secure with us! You can count on it!

Player gave a quick thumbs up to the pair of lovers before moving onwards with his convincing tour.

Player: Excellent! Anyways, I need to head out and find Captain and Veteran, now! Enjoy your gifts!

Mr. Cheese: Will do!

However, that plan quickly backfired when another meeting had been called. It was unfortunate, but he expected it as they play an important role in every single game.

Dead Body Reported