>>3096612Time for a happy ending crack, folks.
[Having received a tip from Monica, the group ends up going to investigate IKEA.]
[Monica: Trust me, there's a treasure fit for a king.]
I: Noct, what are we doing here?
N: Looking for royal treasure, apparently.
I: Highly doubtful...
G: Did you know that in England they pronounce IKEA wrong?
P: Where the heck is England? Is that some parallel world or something? Dude, just save your dodgy factoids for the girls you're trying to chat up.
I: Noct! We have an emergency!
N: Already?
>>3096612I: (Oooh... Oh my...)
I: We haven't restored the palace kitchens yet... have we?
(I: Just look at this. This cabinet is pure ash wood!)
N: You're not a chef, Specs, you're my prime minister. Do me a favor and keep that in mind.
I: But I just want to see a smile on people's faces...
N: Yeah, don't expect that excuse to work on me forever.
(N: Although it works just great every time you make me eat vegetables.)
P: Guys! Want to grab something to eat?!
I: You'll get fat.
P: I remember you being a tad nicer about it in the past.
I: You are thirty already. You're burning less energy, the daemons are gone, so you're getting less and less hunting exercise, plus eating salty and fatty foods is bad for your metabolism... So yes, you'll get fat.
P: Crap.
(I: In fact, I'm pretty sure you have already gained some weight.)
