| Later... |
Lanschi: | Thanks for writing this thing, Parsley! Hope you girls have a great time together! |
Parsley: | I'm sure we will! Good luck at the castle! |
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Panschi: | Are you sure he'll just sign it for us? Did you even read the form? |
Lanschi: | Of course I read the form! This should only take a minute! |
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Lanschi: | There we are! I hope the king's home! |
Panschi: | Where else would he be? He's too sulky to leave it. |
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Anserian: | Ah, the Masters Ani. Allow me to welcome you to the castle. Would the Masters desire for me to arrange an audience with His Majesty? |
Lanschi: | Thanks, we'll have the usual. |
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Anserian: | Very well. I shall alert you when His Majesty is ready to receive you. |
King Lanschi: | Send them in! |
Anserian: | His Majesty is ready to receive you. |
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Phoebe: | LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! HIS MAJESTY, KING LANSCHI OF LANSCHILANDIA! |
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Phoebe: | TATARATAAAA!! |
King Lanschi: | Don't push it, Phoebe. |