-watches for a moment-
Your laughter turns red, serpents. -his eyes flash a silver light-
-Igor and Ivan might find, that somehow... blood is curdling up in their throats-
-at a rate that could choke them if they don't cough first-
Go ahead and shoot. Watch what happens.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-well, there's enough room for a child sized desk, two chairs, and a mickey mouse wall clock-
-he can stand it in, Kareena more comfortably so, but people with claustrophobia would probably be uncomfortable-
-kareena takes a seat behind the desk-
Rates, right...
-she rustles through some papers, which don't have anything written on them-
Hmm.... well it goes to ways here, see we can either do this the usual way, I find your dame, you give me my nickle and we all go off happy. We don't even mention the orange juice incident ever again.
Or, this place also trades in favors. You scratch my back, I scratch yours...
-kareena hands him the piece of paper she's looking at-
-it has a happy face drawn on it-
All our wishes can come true-she nods-
I understand. Need to save up all that cash for something a little more special...
-she gets up and turns around-
Well then Mr. Sora, let me ask you this.
-Sora, this detective knows your name-
-she turns back around quickly, and in her normal voice says-
Do you like tea parties?!
All our wishes can come trueHm.
Your loss.
-he points his arm at Liman, which glows silver-
-the serpents find that they can't exactly stop what happens next-
Cura dolore seuocat sanguinem vulnera mea causa influit bonum. Nunc igitur maledictus eris in perpetuum anger- dolere donec maledictionem sustulit.
-and suddenly, after that final word-
-Liman feels... anger-
-unbridled anger-
-like it could never end-
Your punishment is comple-
-Chester cuts him off with a golden kick from the trees- How dare you, Levack! Of all the things, you could do- you choose that!
-holds his face- Chester... The failure. I am not ready for our reunion.
-as he is on the ground, he punches the ground, glowing silver-
-and he's gone-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

Oh, of course.
Why don't we step into my office?
-she quickly draws he head back inside-
It would be bigger but... you know, the city keeps on jacking it's rents up...
All our wishes can come true