Claiming the High Stage

Wandering around flat floorboards is simply beneath someone of my stature. I surveyed the room, spotted the shiny wooden coffee table, and demanded an immediate upgrade. Using a stray stack of glossy magazines as my personal stepping stones, I hauled myself straight to the top. The polished surface gave off the most magnificent gleam! Naturally, I marched right past an abandoned chrome key ring, tapped my wand firmly against the shiny brass surface of a coaster, and claimed the entire tabletop as my grand stage. Now everything looks properly down at me, exactly as it should.