Okay, can't stand it anymore, even though there's nothing OFFICIAL, I'm too wound up.
IT'S TIME FOR AN INQUISITOR DRAGONRACER DANCE PARTY!
SCENE: Skyhold Keep
SETTING: We are in a large, open area of the fortress. A PARTY appears underway. Off to one side, a table and chairs are set up. Occupying them are THE IRON BULL, BLACKWALL, VARRIC, AND LELIANA, all boisterously laughing while swilling drinks and playing WICKED GRACE. Swinging upside-down from the chandelier in the middle of the room is SERA. Underneath the precariously swaying light fixture, DORIAN dances like a BOSS, COLE bounces around wildly, and INQUISITOR DRAGONRACER shimmies like a DRUNK TURIAN REDNECK experiencing a FULL BODY DRY HEAVE.
INQUISITOR DRAGONRACER (badly singing): "It's goin' down! I'm yellin' 'Timbeeeeeeeeeeeeer!!!' You better move! You better dance!"
(From stage left, VIVIENNE, CASSANDRA, and SOLAS storm in.)
CASSANDRA: What in the name of Thedas is going on in here?!
(VIVIENNE stares at INQUISITOR DRAGONRACER in barely-veiled horror and disgust.)
(CASSANDRA is ignored in favor of the sudden sight of CULLEN and JOSEPHINE rolling up a fresh mead barrel from the downstairs cellar. It is met with RAUCOUS CHEERS and APPLAUSE.)
(INQUISITOR DRAGONRACER immediately runs over after CULLEN taps the barrel and PERFORMS A KEG STAND.)
COLE: "Oh, I want to try next!"
THE IRON BULL: "Hah! Spirits for the spirit; I like it!"
VIVIENNE: "Maker, no!"
(CASSANDRA can only stare, jaw agape. INQUISITOR DRAGONRACER finishes the kegstand and returns to DANCING HORRIBLY.)
SOLAS (incredulously): "Really?"
(INQUISITOR DRAGONRACER meanders over to Solas, who looks SUDDENLY SELF-CONSCIOUS. She gives him a quick peck on the tip of his nose, then grins like a loon.)
INQUISITOR DRAGONRACER: "TURN DOWN FOR WHAT?"
*This post was almost certainly created under the influence of adult beverages. I would say I'm sorry, but I'm really not.