ACT VII, SCENE II, continued

_{Wrecked-By-Ice
My Arceus, that's quite a poffin! But how ever shall it fit in my pot?}

_{Blue
This loaf isn't ready for stirring, my poffin. It has yet to rise.}

_{Wrecked-By-Ice
If only we could hurry that up. How could I accomplish such a mission?}

_{Blue
Oh my foolish little Gabite maid, you must use your claws.}

_{Wrecked-By-Ice
You want me to knead the poffin? Here?}

_{Blue
That's right.}

_{Wrecked-By-Ice
But what if the mistress sees me? Your poffin was meant to satisfy her appetite.}

_{Blue
Don't worry, my delicate Sunflora. I'll satisfy the mistress's cravings later.}

_{Wrecked-By-Ice
Okay master, but I'm afraid my pot isn't hot enough. It could take hours!}

_{Blue
Plenty of time, my Gabaito, plenty of time.}

END OF ACT VII, SCENE II

/vp/ request: A Gabite maid.

Plenty of time...

Also whoooooah is 'dat sum callback to a previous volume?