...Frick, I... I almost don't wanna find out, but—... Nrrrghhh...
...Hellooooooo? Anyone?
(Tiny child holding less tiny child on the top of a ladder.)
Ahhh, but auf cyourse, BUT—... Y'ken, zhis is precisemente what ahrea räugs are för, non? A güd, thique räug 'ere und zhere vwould be delaightfül t'look uhpoan, und also add t'zhe composición und functionalité auf zhe roaum, vwile minimaizink zhe potential zhat une bodye vwill ehhhhslip.
(Confident, fanged grin.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Kitchen
Kyubey: ... (turns back to look back at Eve, staring at her like a plea)
Front Door
(Um...well, Audrey, at the door there appears to be two trick-or-treaters dressed like this
and another one in a more intricate costume
behind them. And none of them have any bags. Or said "trick or treat".)
Front Door
(The one on the giant tooth uses her free hand to hold onto the tooth she's riding, moving back and forth like an impatient horse. The two soldier-like ones in front both try to lean around Audrey to look inside.)
Kitchen
Kyubey: <I am fairly certain I wouldn't.>
(What was that voice, Eve and Fairymon?)
Kyubey: (looks back at Fairymon when the sound of a retreating bag is heard)
The damned queen and the relentless knight.

Well, it's the first line in the Communist Manifesto! 'There's a specter haunting Europe... the specter of communism!
-Vincent- Uuuuhhhh... the name's sorta familiar? I think?
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI