Sotheby searches all over the place, and stops before the crucible.
Sotheby: Wow ...! How could there be such a big crucible! Amazing!
Sotheby: The potion here is ... beer? No.
Sotheby: The formula is very similar to my hallucinogen! But it's alcoholic!
Sotheby: Oh my gosh. How did he make it! What is the most crucial material?
Sotheby: She dips her finger in the potion and puts it in her mouth. Soon she writes something down on the paper hastily.
Sotheby: Eh ...
Sotheby: Ah ...! That's it. I got it? I got it!!
Sotheby: I finally got the right answer!!
Regulus: ...
Regulus: Who is that alive and kicking young lady over there?
Sonetto: She is the heir to an auction house in London, England, and helped us a lot this time.
Regulus: Oh! ☆
Regulus: Hi! Ms. Sotheby!
Regulus: We're taking notes of everyone's wishes. I'd say, would you like to come and have a look?
Sotheby: Hah? Take notes of wishes?! I have many wishes! I am coming!!
Regulus: Come here. Just register with Vertin!
Marian: My wish?
Vertin: Yes.
Vertin: ... If this was the last moment in your life ... what wish would you want to make?
Marian: My lord, are we gonna die?
Vertin: ...
Marian: We are starving for too long, my lord ...
Marian: I want to have dinner with my family. For us Italians, that's the best moment of life.
Marian: I want to have dinner with my family. For us Italians, that's the best moment of life.
Sonetto: Mine?
Sonetto: I have no wish ...
Sonetto: What is your wish? May I realize it for you?
Sonetto: What is your wish? May I realize it for you?
X: A few refugees have already passed out from hunger. Needless to say, you know what they need, right?
X: For me, a cup of espresso would be great.
X: For me, a cup of espresso would be great.
Sotheby: I already knew the right formula for the hallucinogen! I want to realize everyone's wishes!
Sotheby: I will prepare a delicious meal!
Mr. Karson: Hmm, wishes ...
Mr. Karson: sighs ... Failure to prepare a decent meal for Miss Sotheby is a stain on my butler career ...
Vertin: I think ... there is a way to address your problems, Mr. Karson.
Vertin: Enjoy the dinner Ms. Sotheby prepares for everyone tonight.
Mr. Karson: Huh!!!
Mr. Karson: ...!
Mr. Karson: The sun goes down.
Mr. Karson: The water on the ground has reached the ankle.
Mr. Karson: Out of the tent, a diminutive figure kneels on the ground. She seems to be murmuring.
Vertin: ... I didn't know you prayed.
Schneider: …
Vertin: You're the last one to tell me your wish.
Vertin: ... Although you won't go, I still want to know.
Schneider: ...
Schneider: Do you want to hear my wish, my lord?
Schneider: Then my wish is ... don't forget me.
Vertin: Well ...
Schneider: The buildings outside the suitcase start to melt, but no one mentions it.
Schneider: Sotheby's Chew-Chew Hallucinogen XII works. The refugees finally get to have real food.
Schneider: "Desire," as she said, is the symbol of the most important ingredient.
Sotheby: Ahh ...! I'm exhausted! How tiring it is to cook!
Sotheby: Finally we delivered the meals to all the refugees, but our soup became cold. Aww!
X: Oh? Thanks to your hallucinogen, what I see happens to be a parfait ...
X: *chewing* It also tastes the same ...
Druvis Ⅲ: I had the souffle. Miss Sotheby, thank you for the meal.
Man In Black: Fi-filet steak! Sorry I gotta have some more ...
Man In Black: Ptooey!!!
Sotheby: What happened? What's wrong?
Man In Black: Whoa ... what is that tast ...
Man In Black: It tastes like corned beef, dust and baseball gloves someone just wearing it ... oh ...
Everyone: *laughters*
Sotheby: Sir, you have to believe what you see!
Sotheby: If you don't believe it from the bottom of your heart, even the hallucinogen won't help!
Sotheby: Don't be fooled by the "Storm". What I prepared for you is definitely the best food in the world!
Mr. Karson: *cough*
Sotheby: Mr. Karson! What happened to you? Is there anything that doesn't suit your appetite?
Mr. Karson: No, it tastes amazing, my lady.
Sotheby: What did you eat, Mr. Karson?
Mr. Karson: A burnt Welsh rabbit.
Sotheby: ... Ah! That's ... that's my ...
Mr. Karson: The first cheese you made when you were eight. And you burnt the tulips in the Chelsea Flower Show.
Mr. Karson: ...
Mr. Karson: That's a relief to me, my lady.
Mr. Karson: Please take this.
Sotheby: What's this thick book ...?
Mr. Karson: The records of all the important transactions and dealings of our manor, some secret lists, and the location of the treasury.
Mr. Karson: These are Master and Madam's favourite wine and weekly schedules.
Sotheby: Okay. But ... the second half seems to be all about ...
Mr. Karson: All of your favourite menus.
Mr. Karson: You want different dishes every day, and new preferences every time ...
Mr. Karson: Hah, one is barely enough.
Mr. Karson: My lady, please take good care of yourself.
Mr. Karson: Try to get in touch with Master and Miss Moissan after everything ends.
Mr. Karson: You will be a fair lady, Ms. Sotheby.
Sotheby: I will do my best! ... But why didn't you hand it to father in person?
Sotheby: Enormous sound of rain comes from outside the suitcase.
Sotheby: Whoa ...
Sotheby: What a heavy rain outside ...
Sotheby: The rain turned upside down! Oh my ...
Sotheby: Come and see! Mr. Karson, quick!
Sotheby: ... Hmm?
Sotheby: Mr. Karson ... where are you?
Vertin: ...
Vertin: The "Storm" is here.
Marian: Thanks for your treat ...
Man In Black: I-I can have one ... more ...
Marian: Holy Mary pray for us … Holy Mary pray for us …
Marian: Look after us ... Have compassion on us ...
Schneider: Don't be afraid, sis. Take my hand. Close your eyes ... Just like when we were born ...
Schneider: Everything will be fine ...
Vertin: ...
Vertin: ... Goodbye.
Schneider: *cough* ... My lord ...
Vertin: Schneider ... I'm sorry.
Vertin: Your family ...
Schneider: No, my lord.
Schneider: She stands on her feet, runs towards Vertin and falls into her embrace gently. Now, once again, she looks like a pale pigeon.
Schneider: Hold me.
Vertin: ...!
Schneider: I am sorry. I'm not a real arcanist.
Vertin: What do you mean? I-I don't understand ...
Schneider: I always wanted to be lucky, but ... I think I should say goodbye now.
Vertin: Goodbye?! You mean the "Storm" will also ...
Vertin: No!!! Why? ... You've never eaten the gold bar in front of us!!
Vertin: Are you always tolerating it?!
Schneider: Heh heh ...
Schneider: Now it's coming, my lord ...
Schneider: Don't forget me.
Schneider: Don't forget my heartbeat on the right.