Oh great, guess I'm gonna drum up some real good business here.

[ juno's voice is deadpan, but not unkind. they land and he feels that sinking sensation in his stomach, the sharp pressure pushing in on his ears as he feels the dust of the ground kick up the tail end of his coat. it makes him hold on all the tighter for a moment until he can speak without any worry of getting debris in his mouth. ]

And no. Pharmaceutical royalty. Julian DiMaggio prances around like a prince, but he doesn't have a drop of royal blood in him, I'd know.