"Sorry, I forgot. Excuse me."

"No, not at all. Thank you very much."

An elderly salesman whose eyes are heartmarked by the smile of a handsome calcirust. I knew Handsome was invincible. Like roses blooming in the wild.

"Okay, I'll have some juice"

"Marikana, sweets and stuff -"

"Dear Calci Rust, can I have the cake?

"Listen to my question now"

"Yes, yes, what is it, I'll ask you"

"Isn't the last thing you eat sweet is manners?

"I will now have the cake of Master Calci Rust"

Maricana turns around and sighs through the grief of the prince, digging a pile of cake with a delicious fork.