
Archbishop Mikaela Kligenberg made her way to Bergen, Mennrimiak, on her signature pink private jet. The Archbishop's private jet was large enough to fly at least 18 people - which was a must for the Archbishop, as she usually liked traveling in large company - but this time, the Archbishop was simply flying alone. The Archbishop made ample use of her large private space. The Archbishop got up from her large sofa-like seat, walked over to her personal bar, where she grabbed a plastic bottle full of mineral water from the small electric fridge, and then over to the window, where she peered outside.
Mikaela enjoyed the view from the window, and was thoroughly impressed with the great speed in which her jet was traveling. The fuel-guzzling turbojet engines were not letting the Archbishop down, and soon enough, she seated herself down again as her jet began its descent down to the airport.
"We are now beginning our circling approach," Captain Jimin, the Archbishop's personal captain, announced over the intercom.
Once the Archbishop's jet landed, she made her way to the front of her plane to thank Captain Jimin for another successful and safe flight.

"Thank you Jimin! As always, that landing with smooth like butter. I hope you'll be able to catch some rest," Mikaela commented with a smile as she prepared to deboard from the jet.
"No worries, it's my pleasure. I'm sure you're going to light the conference up like dynamite, whoa oh oh," Captain Jimin replied before gesturing a heart to the Archbishop using his fingers.
The Archbishop deboarded the plane, and was greeted on the tarmac by a large pink limousine and two security guards. The pink limousine could easily host upwards of 20 people, but the Archbishop would be occupying it by herself alongside her two security men. However, once the limousine made its way off the tarmac and onto the road, several large armoured-SUVs appeared and flanked the Archbishop's limousine on every side, in order to maximise security.
As the convoy made their way to the conference centre, for some reason, the limousine was running very low on fuel and needed to make an emergency stop at a nearby petrol station. The convoy pulled up to a nearby station and members of the security cleared the area to make sure it was safe. Once the area was cleared, the limousine pulled up to a petrol tank.
The Archbishop got out of the limousine and handed some money to the chauffeur. "Oh, don't worry, this is on me. Fill the tank right up!"
Mikaela then politely gestured to one of her security guards, and kindly asked them to come to her. "Would you mind going inside the shop and grabbing a snack and something to drink for me? I'm not picky, so pick anything T-B-H! Please also feel free to grab something for yourself and the others, I don't want you guys to be hungry too!" Mikaela requested before handing the guard some money.
After a few minutes, the guard returned with a protein bar and a juicebox for the Archbishop, because, apparently, she was a child. The Archbishop thanked her guard profusely and told him to keep the change. Mikaela unwrapped the protein bar and tossed the wrapper towards a nearby bin, but it missed and hit the ground. Mikaela then used the provided disposal plastic straw to sip from her juicebox. Mikaela took two sips from her drink before deciding that she was now full, and then handed the mostly-full juicebox to the guard. "Thank you so much, I'm stuffed! I'll need to track these calories immediately, so please excuse me!"
The Archbishop hopped back into the limousine and took out her phone. "Leading by example is so important," the Archbishop whispered to herself as she thought aloud. Mikaela took out her phone, and after tracking her calories, readied her phone's camera to take some selfies. The Archbishop posed for some selfies inside the limousine and then uploaded one of the more flattering shots onto Instagram. "Be the change YOU want to see in the world!" the Archbishop exclaimed, narrating the caption she added to her picture. "Protect the turtles of Nofoaga #GoGreen #SaveOurPlanet #ClimateCrisis", the Archbishop announced aloud.
After single-handedly ending the climate crisis on social media, the Archbishop's limousine and convoy started to move again and quickly began to approach the conference centre. As they were about to pull up to the destination, Mikaela caught a glimpse of herself in her phone's reflection and decided she wasn't yet ready. "Wait! I need to freshen up. Keep driving around until I'm ready. I'm so sorry!" Mikaela apologized from the back of the limousine.
The limousine and the entire security convoy then began to drive and circle around the entire block, several times over, as Mikaela got herself ready. The Archbishop spritzed herself with some pine-scented perfume, which was a made from an entire pine tree which was cut down just for the one bottle of fragrance. Mikaela applied some non-vegan cruelty-free-free make up, and played with her hair until everything was perfectly lined up. The Archbishop admired her clothes, which were far too formal and fancy for the occasion, but the Archbishop always preferred to be overdressed than underdressed. Besides, the factory workers who produced the dress deserved to have their craftsmanship admired, as well as the penal labourers from Czech Slavia who slaved away to gather its materials.

"Ok, I'm ready!" the Archbishop announced a full 15-minutes later. After completing yet another lap around the block, the limousine then finally pulled up to the building. Mikaela got out of the car and then walked inside the building. Once the Archbishop was directed to the right room, she could barely help herself from letting out a timid yet excited squeal.
Mikaela's main boys where attending the meeting, and she was very excited to see them all again. The Archbishop's favourite Commissioner, Jean Claude Juncker, was in attendance, as were Prime Ministers Agular and Niinistö. Mikaela's GBF, Emperor Artabanos, was also there via an internet connection. The Archbishop waved at all them enthusiastically.