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Maslab the Inn Keeper: You are Fat Lilly's kid, right? Loli, was it?

Lola: Actually it's Lola...

Maslab the Inn Keeper: Really? I could've sworn your name was Loli...

– If there is no path behind you, the only way you can go is forward.

Princess Jasmineper

Rose the Teacher: «Men marry women with the hope they will never change. Women marry men with the hope they will change. Invariably the are both disappointed». Albert Einstein. An ancient wizard from the old world. I doubt you heard of him.

Balsam the Merchant: Today I'm giving my goods away in exchange for money!

Maslab the Inn Keeper: On some days I think: «What did I ever do to deserve such a blessed life?» On other days I think: «Goddammit! Why me?!» That's just how life is, my friend!

Balsam the Merchant: If you give me a gold coin, I will turn it into three gold coins then I will give two coins back to you and keep one for myself. This is called «Investment». What? I'm not kidding! You have a gold coin?

Ibis: But it worries me...

Serval: What does?

Ibis: Why do you and everyone else accommodate my selfish wishes? You could just tell me to head deep into forest and sing alone.

Serval: Crested Ibis, the thing you should know is... Wait, why didn't we?

Caracal: Serval...

Ibis: I don't mind whether you're professors or wise ones – could you help me fix my voice?

Professor: There may be more pressing matters than the Cellians. You seem to be exceedingly tone-deaf.

Caracal: Ah, she said it. Hey, Serval, can you tell them? That academic freedom should have its limits.

Ibis: More importantly...

Serval: Ah, she's tougher than she looks.

– Off I go!

– Off she went...

– I was passing by and I decided to come and say hello.

– Forrest Steelhammer. What a coincidence. You came to my mind, yesterday night, while I was taking out the trash!

All of sudden, chill was cast over the office...

– Always very funny, out Jan Clayton. I might dislocate my jaw from the laughs.

– Don't worry. A punch and it shifts back into place.

And then the atmosphere becomes red-hot. The climate is quite uncertain around here.

– I already said everything about Rud Kaminsky affair.

– Sometimes everything isn't enough.

– Inspector, when will I be allowed to leave?

– Even now. The exit is right behind you.

– Don't play dumb! You've forced me to stay in Anderville for two months, at your disposal!

– You're bored? Perhaps you still haven't visited the museum of bolts. The biggest one in the world is there, you know?

– Are you kidding me?

– Eh, eh! The problem with detectives is that we can't hide nothing from you!

– Mickey, what a surprise! Do close the door... from outside!

And so I'm the last one to find out that I have a secretary, Sarah Fossett. A bad blow to my self-esteem as a detective.

I've run out of clients, for the moment. And I hope a new one isn't coming in the next half hour because I want to have a look at Sonny's archive.

– You're gettin' too worked up, Freddie. He's alone, against us!

– You don't get it, do you? We are alone, against him.

– Justice doesn't work... That's the problem with Anderville!

– Can I point out that comin' from you it sounds like a joke, Freddie?

– No!

The road to justice sometimes offers shortcuts and very often they pass through Anderville.

– And... I won't be locked up?

– No crime, no punishment.

– May I seat here?

– May I stop you?

I lived to investigate, once. For two months, I've been investigating for living.

– Before we start, a question. Do you know the difference between count Dracula and a bright and cunning detective from 28th precinct?

– It's easy! On of 'em doesn't exist!

– Hey! The boy believes in vampires!

– So am I badass enough?

– You wouldn't even know how to spell... BADASS!