Under highly anomalous conditions the homeless goblin, and A Damning Of Jurors, who we refer to by title alone, will collide with one another.
The time will be 8:34 pm, and without looking at the broken analog clock behind you, you will know this. A Damning Of Jurors will be completing their fifth orbit around the cyber café in which you are stationed.
At that precise moment the homeless goblin, having discerned your silhouette through the window, will succumb to your intense gravitational pull and enter. Before the goblin can specify the number of coins you must give him, he will spot A Damning Of Jurors. You detect the rumblings of a prior territorial dispute, and you are correct ...