I was thinking I'd wear a stethoscope and announce, "Trust me! I'm a doctor! (sotto voce)... of philosophy."
Congrats! My friend recently got his Master's in History, and has been informing every telemarketer who calls that "Listen cupcake, it's not Dave - I'm not going to hang at your crib and drink forties; listen here, pal, I have my own office! Can you say that? To you I'm Masters Smith."
I certainly hope you wear your new title with a similar air of pretention, Doctor Cyan. :)
ITT we talk about whatever.