It's... kind of boring to draw your own wife?

You stare at the name, and somehow curse your bad fortune. Honestly? Your own wife? She's a beauty alright, but what's the point of paying 2000 coins to "play" with a victim and then end up doing that with your own wife. Not exactly what this kind of party is about, right?

For a moment, you wonder if you should just return the ticket and exchange it for another one, but you're not sure that's covered by the rules. And it would make you look bad in front of all these guests, some of whom you're not exactly sure who they are.

So you pocket the ticket and smile.

The Wooden Room seems to be one of the rooms in the deeper part of the mansion. You thank the man again, turn around and continue your path.