You were fantastic, Carleen, Vice, and Smokey! You moved around on the stage like superstars! Even Beryl was moved to tears, right?
Beryl:
Oh... Yeah, it was a very touching performance. Your voices and moves were captivating.
Navigator:
A flawless show, like Beryl just called it!
Vice:
Wonder what the mystery prize will be?
Smokey:
Speaking of that, I’m curious about it too.
Navigator:
I could ask Bonacie, but she’d give me a mysterious smile and tell me to wait till tomorrow.
Carleen:
Yeah, I’m interested in seeing what it is.
Vice:
I hope it’s some kind of awesome syrup. So we can attract more customers! Maybe I should open shaved ice shops in Lumopolis!
Beryl:
I think Raphael might chase after you as an unlicensed hawker.
Raphael:
Hee, for Vice, I’ll give her a one-minute head start!
Genevieve:
Hey, congratulations to you all.
Navigator:
Thank you, Genevieve? Are you here just to congratulate us?
Genevieve:
Of course, I am a noble. Hmph. What do you take me for, a little girl whining about her loss?
Smokey:
You didn’t cry? You have grown up a lot, Genev. She was such a crybaby.
Genevieve:
What? I should kill you now!
Smokey:
Okay, okay. Come sit down and drink with us. Let bygones be bygones? Try this!
Genevieve:
sk, how annoying. Is this...?
Smokey:
Yeah, doesn’t it taste just like the vintage in that Petyaburg tavern, the one we used to go to?
Genevieve:
Mostly, I guess. It’s been too long that I can’t recall. Why the name Kiss of the Manticore?
Smokey:
Like this drink, you should know why. I don’t think you’d forget it.
Genevieve:
...
Navigator:
(How complicated between those two.)
Beryl:
I’d like to see Fleur’s magic trick again. I still can’t figure out how he did it.
Fleur:
Of course, I’m glad to perform it for everyone again.
Brock:
How about a more private place this time? We had to fight not only the people but cats and dogs too, just to get you out of there.
Fleur:
And I thank you for that. Let me patch your wounds up later. The robot is also close to completion, I need your help.
Brock:
No problem, but don’t interrupt me drinking right now.
Navigator:
Is the robot almost complete?
Vice:
The research department in Illumina needs several months to build one!
Fleur:
It’s all thanks to Miss Bonacie. I got access to a lot of helpful equipment and files working for her. My perfect creation, the NO. 1 battlebot in Rediesel Wrench... Shall be born tonight!
Navigator:
(My first time seeing Fleur this serious.) (Fleur must really be into machines and robots.)
Navigator:
What was that...?
Beryl:
Oh...
Raphael:
You're sweating, Beryl!
Beryl:
Can you take me back to the room, Raphael?
Raphael:
Beryl isn’t feeling well, [Navigator]. We have to go.
Vice:
Hasn’t Beryl recovered yet? She forced herself too much last time, but that was several days ago. Her condition doesn’t seem to have improved.
Navigator:
It’s probably more complected than we thought. Oh, did Raphael talk to you about the file on Pyrrhus?
Carleen:
Yeah, I sent in a request to grant Beretta all access. If there is any useful information, we can only count on them.
