Ho ho ho ho ho. My life is idyllic. Well, they almost killed me. Maybe we should get some sleep. In the afternoons. It's not even lunch yet. Oh, I want some Madeleine. I wonder if it will come down from the sky. Po. Oh, really?

I stand up and see falling objects. What is it? Proceed with your steps. Results of discontinuation. Madeleine. What is this, magic? Looking up at the sky, the crow looks at this one resentfully. I wonder if it's her. He breaks the bag because it stares at him so much, and when he leaves him, he starts to pop in and snub, saying "Carker".