Someone's tampered with the system and blocked all access to this floor. I'll need to find a workaround.
Broken elevator
壊れたエレベーター
I've reactivated the manual override. Try the call button for the elevator. It should work now.
Okay, sweetie. Later? You really need to see this.
Sure. I'll pop in after I'm done.
Block, Zoë. Block!
Did I teach you that one?
Stay focused, Zoë!
That's it! Keep it up!
Garmon Koumas
Welcome to best shop in Venice. Anything you looking for, I provide.
I need to pick a padlock.
Maybe this guy can get me a lockpick?
Oooh, very exciting. Breaking into private property? Very good, very good.
No explanation needed. I'm not telling anyone. But sorry, can't help you. All sold out of lockpicks.
I thought you said you can provide anything except for drugs?
Hah! You're very funny girl. I like you.
It's refurbished, but good as new. In fact, better than new. Can pick most locks made in past fifteen years.
I'll take it. How much?
Wait, wait. May look like charitable old fool, but this not cheap. Only one I got.
You good customer...but lockpick more valuable than money in Venice.
I wasn't really thinking. I― Look at me, I'm shaking!
No fight
That's just the adrenaline. It's perfectly normal.
Not for me. It's not every day that someone tries to kill me.
I wasn't thinking. I'm...I knocked someone out. Me! I've never hit anyone in my life.
You did what you had to do. You defended yourself.
I don't know about you, but I usually don't have people trying to kill me.
They weren't trying to kill you. They were trying to kill me.
I'm Zoë Castillo. Are you Helena Chang?
That's not― Castillo? I see.
I came by to pick up a package for a friend of mine. Jericho.
Jericho? I told him I wouldn't give the package to anyone but him.
He couldn't make it. Didn't he tell you?
I never got that message. Maybe it was intercepted. That would explain a lot...
Look, I don't like this. Those people who tried to...to kill you, are they looking for Rez― for Jericho, too?
I wouldn't know. But I need to leave right now. Here, take this.
Next time, you buy something!
I don't want any drugs. Look, I'm new to this place, and I'm wondering if you―
No shit. You fit right in. Now, what can I get you?
Don't talk to me like that. Who are you?
I don't appreciate being cursed at
Who am I? Who am I? I'm the fucking supervisor, that's who! Now who the fuck are you?
I told you, don't talk to me like that.
Fuck you!
I'm looking for a friend of mine.
A 'friend'. Well, does he work here? 'cause I'm telling you right now, everyone's signed a contract, it's all legit, and nobody's leaving.
No, he doesn't work here.
So what the fuck makes you think you'll find him here?
He's a reporter. He was researching a story.
Reporter
Tell the whole story
A what? A reporter? A fucking reporter?
What the hell kind of story is he writing? This is private property...and everything's legit!
He's breaking a big story. If I were you, I'd take a good look around and consider my options. If you're involved in something illegal...
Are you sure about that? Why would a reporter be interested in this...enterprise if nothing illegal's going on?
It's legit. It's legit!
Ah, you back. What you need now?
Surprise, surprise, she's back. So you need something?
Oh, sorry, before I forget... Dad's out of town, and I'm having some people over tonight. Would you like to come?
Invitation
Invite Olivia to a party
I was going to unpack a new delivery tonight but...sure! Work can always wait. Who's coming?
The usual suspects.
Great. Sounds fun. How about Reza? I haven't seen him in ages. I really miss him. Any chance you guys are getting back together soon?
I'll bring my charm and a bottle of tequila. Now! I have something to show you.
Jesus Christ. My work release will be revoked. I'm not going back inside.
I'm Zoë.
Courteous
I should try and calm him down
You a friend of Vinnie's or something? I told him not to let his girls wander around.
Ary Kinryn
Peats
Sam Gilmore
Uh, okay. Sorry for bothering you.
Before Merchant
You're not the only thing bothering me.
I'm getting that. Goodbye now.
If you could take this traffic jam with you, I'd be even happier to see you go. If that's even possible.
After Merchant
May the Six grant me strength! As if this morning hasn't been trying enough. What do you want, girl?
On second thought, don't tell me. I'm not in the mood for idle chatter.
Magicals...hah! Damned ghetto rats. And those rebels? More like terrorists, if you ask me.
What? No. That's... Hmm. All right. It's irregular, but I reckon I can part with it. For a fair price.
He said it's been paid for already, and that you'd probably try to weasel more money out of me.
For the love of―! Just tell him we'll sort it out when I get down there.
I'm sorry, but he said he needs the spices right away. He's out of stock.
I keep hearing this buzzing sound in my ear, but I don't see any blackflies around. Only...you.
I'm stuck here for half the morning, my back's aching, and now it seems I can't get you to leave me alone.
They should stick them on a boat and send them out to sea, so as they don't bother honest humans trying to make an honest living.
Call themselves 'freedom fighters', the terrorists do, but it's because of them that I'm stuck here. Again.
In fact, life's a damn sight better than it was before they came. If this is oppression, I don't want to be liberated.
I tell you, I'm just about to run out of patience. If I don't get to the market today...
The innkeeper at the Journeyman sent me to pick up an order of 'Mrs Mullins' Mixed Spices'. It's for―
I need to get the innkeeper's spices
―mulled wine! Yes! Oh, Benrime boils the best cauldron in town, she does. Absolutely wonderful.
There's a tiny, tiny problem. Nothing major, nothing that can't be solved. Why it's, heh, it's barely worth mentioning!
Well, then you've certainly come to the right place! I sell spices, and little else.
I really need those spices. Can't I get them anywhere else?
There must be another place to get spices in this city
Where there's a will - or, you know, a spell - there's always a way...except in this case.
How delayed is "quite a bit"?
'Quite a bit'?
I'm sure it won't take more than (cough) a few hours.
Mission
I really do need those spices. Like now.
I wish I could be of more help, young lady, but as long as the ghetto's closed, the carriages are stuck in Burrow Crook.
I guess it beats waiting around.
Accept
I don't really have a choice
Fantastic! You'll want to speak with Ary Kinryn. He's a bearded fellow, a tad ornery, but a decent fellow at heart.
Guy with a beard, wagons, Burrow Crook. Okay. I'll try my best.
Uh, no, I don't have time to run errands. I'm sorry.
Decline
I don't think it's a good idea for me to start running errands
Of course, you have more important things to do! Wonderful! Best of luck to you, young lady!
You're back! How wonderful it is to see you again so soon!
Back again? What a delightful and absolutely wonderful surprise!
Fantastic! Wonderful, wonderful... What offer was that again?
Reconsider
I don't have any choice - I need to help this guy get his spices
I spoke with Blind Bob, but he wouldn't tell me anything.
Wine
Maybe Benrime can help me with the mulled wine?
Ah, yes. "Tit for tat". Given a chance to bargain, Blind Bob will take it. What does he want now?
I don't know what to do. If I can't find Minstrum Magda, I can't get home. If I can't get home...
Calm down, child. I will help the best I can. I have red wine, and I can heat it up for you, but I'm all out of spices.
I was supposed to receive a delivery this morning, but no one has been by yet, and I cannot leave the inn to get them myself.
Maybe...I could pick up the spices for you?
You could. I buy my spices from a merchant at the South Gate Market. His is the first stall on the left when you walk down Ayrede Avenue.
Just tell him Benrime sent you to pick up her order of 'Mrs Mullins Mixed Spices'.
I will put some wine on the boil while you are away.
You're welcome, child. Run along, now.
Not yet, no.
I should get on with it
We'll talk when you have, child.
How do I get to the South Gate Market again?
South Gate
Where is the South Gate Market?
Turn left outside the door. Follow Burrow Crook east until you get to the tower square, then head south through the main gates.
Got it. Thanks.
Have you spoken with Minstrum Magda yet?
Hi, it's me again.
It took you long enough, child. Did you get lost?
I should tell Benrime that I got the spices
No, but I had to do a lot of running around. It doesn't matter, I have the spices now.
Good. There's a pot of red wine in the kitchen. Mix the spices in, let it boil for a while, and you have mulled wine.
Very well, child.
Stop
Stop. Stop! Don't come any closer!
The Guardian
Scientist 1
Pressure
Ms Gilmore? What an unexpected honour. May we help you with anything?
I thought I'd come down here to check on the progress myself. Why are there only two of you here?
It's Sunday evening. The team can't work twenty-four hours a day. They'll start making mistakes, and―
Shifts? We're four months away from launch, everything's gone to hell, and your team's working shifts?
We're working on that, but it's been a difficult day. There have been...spikes. And the leakage is getting worse.
People can take the day off when this crisis has been resolved. If Alchera doesn't launch as planned, you'll all be fired.
I don't think―
There have been fresh outbreaks of static interference across the Wire, coinciding with violent fluxes in Eingana.
Leave now, but be cautious, and don't speak of your home. Not around here. I will help you, but you must find Magda.
You don't, by any chance, know anyone called April, do you? April Ryan.
April, child? No. I don't think... no, I don't.
Where will I find this Minstrum Magda?
She moves around the city a lot, but you should ask Blind Bob. He's normally just outside, by the stoop. He knows where to find Magda.
What is that you were saying? Twin worlds?
Twin Worlds
I don't want to frighten you, child. Speak to Magda. She will explain.
Okay. Goodbye.
Scientist 2
Tourist
Roper Klacks
Shadowguide
I seek passage to your city. I wish to visit the library.
We are here to trade and to collect. We do not take on passengers.
Guard
Elevator
WATI Computer
You again? Didn't I tell you to stay away from that door? That's for staff only.
All right, that's enough! Get away from there!
Goodbye for now, child. And good luck.
Meaning what?
Apostle Alvane. Welcome to Marcuria.
The construction is almost complete. We will soon celebrate the inauguration of a permanent Azadi seat in the Northlands.
So, Apostle, I understand that you have been sent here to bring the Word of the Goddess to the Scorpion.
I have. He's responsible for the death of many trueborn here in the north.
Indeed. And I surmise the Six no longer have faith that we will find him and kill him ourselves.
I'm only here to assist in your efforts, Mistress. I do not intend to challenge the authority and expertise of your commanders.
I see. Well, we should be grateful that an Apostle will lend his sword to the task. These terrorists, they have become more than a nuisance.
Hmm. So where do you intend to start looking? If you wish, I can lend you the services of my men.
Thank you, Emissary. I will require only a few men, but not yet. I have a few leads to follow first.
Just do what you must to stamp out the fire before it spreads too wide. I will have no more delays to the construction of the tower.
I will do everything in my power to bring the Scorpion to justice, Mistress.
Good. You may leave me, Apostle. I will see you again soon.
Mistress. You sent for me.
Vamon
What do you make of this Alvane? You served with him in Sadir, did you not?
I did, Mistress. Alvane is a brilliant swordsman, and a loyal servant to the Six.
Spare me your politics, Commander. We are alone.
I don't trust him. He's risen through the ranks much too quickly. He has connections.
Someone inside the Sixth Circle holds his hand?
I believe so. His skill with the sword is...better than adequate. But his standing in the Court is unprecedented for a man of his caste.
Yes. He is...young, is he not?
Too young. And he has no family. No blood.
Ah, now I see why you dislike him so much.
My pardons, Mistress, but his lineage is not all that I distrust. He has strange friends, and his virtuousness is galling.
The Six have sent him here without consulting me, which is worrying. I wonder what this could possibly mean.
I understand. What would you have me do?
I want to have him followed. Make sure he does not get...distracted from his mission.
As you wish, Mistress.
That is all, Commander. You may go.
Thank you, Mistress. The Apostle will never stray far from my sight, I can assure you of that.
You honour us with your presence. Your wave has crossed many oceans, and carried our vessels far abroad.
Arrival
Dark People Emissary
Thank you. So you know who I am? The Shadowguide didn't.
It is one city. It never ceases to move. It flows at the will of the cosmos, at the mercy of waves and currents.
You have come to see the White of the Kin.
Yes, that's right. Why is she here, with you?
It is not for us to know the mind of the Draic Kin. You may ask her that question yourself. Come. She is in the library.
This is our library.
It is as ancient as we are, as old as the first civilisation. We have collected every word ever written. There is no other library like it.
And you've only collected what others have written?
We do not create. We collect, we record, and we store. It is left for others to trap words between sheets of paper.
We do not often allow visitors into our city, but if you have a purpose here, then you are welcome.
I guess I have a purpose, though I'm not sure what it is yet.
The greater the purpose, the harder it is to understand and to accept.
That door is for staff only.
Oops. My bad. I just really need a bathroom.
It was an accident, I swear!
Welcome to WATIcorp, inventors of the Watilla, the BunnyBot, and the most popular and advanced entertainment technology in the world!
Voice
Yes? Oh, it's you. What can I do for you, child?
I'm not blind, child. What do you want?
It wasn't easy, but I got the spices.
I should get going.
I'll be back after I find Minstrum Magda.
I prefer flesh and blood opponents.
Traditional shields from, uh... I think I slept through all of my African cultural history classes.
Carlita lives just down the street from me. I've known her for the longest time.
Wow. I like his outfit. Way to go traditional.
He's not local.
I see those two boys around all the time. Shouldn't they be in school?
I never leave home without my mobile. Almost never.
I have to get this to Reza as soon as possible.
Reza's notepad. Encrypted, of course.
Lockpick.
It's a dry rag.
It feels good in my hand. I could probably toss this quite far.
This, um, 'egg' is making a mechanical ticking sound.
I found this axe in the garden shed.
The handle broke off when the axe fell through the window.
It's supposed to be a torch, though I don't know how well it'll burn.
Pretty nice work, if I say so myself.
Reza's lighter. There's...blood on it.
Charlie, together with two girls.
'Mrs Mullins' Mixed Spices'.
It smells really good.
Wonkers' processing crystal. I guess you could say it's his brain. I should put it back after I'm done.
It's a Watilla power...thingy.
Lucia's brain and power source - both completely busted.
Thank you so much. I appreciate all your help.
No sales today. No rent money. No food for the children. But why worry? Tomorrow's another day!
No merchandise today, nothing to sell. At least I've got my health, unlike my poor mother. And the children... So hungry.
Well, at least the weather's pretty nice. A bit cold, maybe, especially when we can't afford any firewood.
Fantastic! Wonderful! Enjoy your day, young lady, and do come back!
Hey, I got your spices.
That's wonderful! Fantastic. What spices?
Oh, for crying out... You asked me to pick up your spices! Remember?
Yes. Yes! Ah, yes. I remember. Mrs Mullins' spices!
I'm looking for a place called 'The Fringe'.
I need to find The Fringe
A datacube. I'm sure it's encrypted.
Examine Spyder
XXX_Security spider. There's a logo
XXX_Thank God Olivia knows her stuff. What would I do without her.
XXX_Serves it right for destroying Rexa's Watilla.
Could you tell me how to get to the Victory Hotel?
I need directions to the Victory Hotel
Yes, yes, easy. See bridge behind me? Cross that, go right, then left, then right, then left, and there you are. Easy.
Uh...thanks.
Next time, you buy something. Okay?
Aaah, The Fringe.
So you know where it is?
I certainly do.
Well, could you tell me, please?
Yes, yes. Keep pants on.
On the other side? Thanks.
You are most welcome. And good luck.
I told you already, yes?
I'm sorry, but I forgot the directions.
Okay, okay. Old man happy to help pretty young girl. Again.
The other side. Got it.
Find Via Milano. Go through tunnel to Florence Square. The Fringe is right there. Can't miss it.
Okay. Thanks.
I can repeat if you need.
Thanks. That won't be necessary. I'll find it.
What did you mean about drugs and competition?
Drugs
What was that about drugs?
Drug market's very dangerous in Venice. Venice very dangerous. Not a good place for young lady. Especially not pretty young lady.
I haven't seen any gangs around.
Gangs
There are gangs here?
But they're just kids. Make a few Yuan selling drugs, and all of sudden they big men. Crazy world.
They say joining gang is best way to survive. I say, joining gang is best way to get yourself killed.
Good thing too, Ryan. I believe the only firing the Critters got done this summer was that of coach ul-Haq.
No reason for drastic measures this time around, Diane.
The tourists were found haplessly wanting and hitting at air as the local attack was running rampage with their top-order.
Any chance the tourists can turn things around after tea, Ryan?
The South African captain was left scratching his head looking at a scoreboard of only eighty-five-for-six after the opening twenty-five overs.
Miracles do happen in cricket, Diane. And there is always the chance of rain.
Not according to the forecast. Dry and sunny is the order of the day for the next couple of months.
No such luck over in Malaysia, where Casawi golfer Brenda O'Meara failed to make the cut under exceedingly wet conditions.
Maybe we should send you over there to tee it off next week?
With my putter out of order, I think we'll have to leave it to the pros, Diane.
That was all from the world of sports this morning. What have we got coming up, Ryan?
I believe there's an interesting report about marauding squirrels, Diane. And of course, we'll be back with more headline news.
That's right, Ryan! Breaking news on the hour, every hour. For Channel 8, this is Diane D'Amato.
And I'm Ryan Russell. Thanks for watching!
I think his name is Iqbal. I only know him by his reputation, and the word is apparently 'sleazeball'.
Carlita went out with that guy once...and once was plenty enough.
Examine twice
Looks like she's getting some marulas. I wouldn't. Not here. Not this time of year.
I see her down here all the time.
I think that guy lives in Reza's building.
Some guy. Checking out fruit. That's about as interesting as watching...some guy checking out fruit.
You know, I may not be doing much with my life, but I still have better things to do than watching some guy buying fruit.
Traditional. I love this part of the city, it's so culturally diverse.
Nice candles. Very atmospheric.
Scented. Vanilla...and champagne?
Even the bartender's wearing expensive designer clothes. Everyone's really stylish. I feel a bit out of place.
They don't serve any cheap stuff here, that's for sure.
Expensive stuff.
Bonsai tree. I like that whole Japanese theme they've got going on here.
It's a bonsai tree.
I wonder how much he charges for something like that. It must be at least ten years old.
If the rest of the stuff is anything to go by, there's just junk in there.
I'm not sure I want to find out what's up there.
Uh-uh, I'm not doing that again.
Try hacking again
It's a police barrier. It's probably there for a good reason, too.
Examine after near focus
These people look really desperate. I didn't know anyone still lived like this.
I'll definitely never complain about having to live at home anymore.
I wonder where they sleep...and eat.
There are so many of them. I can't believe that the corporations aren't doing anything about this.
She's so young. To be living on the streets at her age... I can't imagine what that's like.
How can the corporations allow this to go on? Why don't they feed and house these people?
At least she's not alone. Everyone here seems to be in the same situation. Not that it's any consolation...
He looks really cold.
It's riled up, but it doesn't seem very interested in following me. Maybe it'll calm down again in a little while.
Running dog
Crap! I woke the dog!
Aware
Open, thanks to Liv's illegal lock-defeating software.
It's locked again. Looks like I'll have to find some other way out of this place.
Examine after locked again
305.
Nice and warm. I can feel my hands and toes again.
I can see the point of using these barrels now.
Nice and warm.
When I find you, Reza, I'm giving you a big hug...and then you're buying me new shoes and pants. And a very big cup of hot coffee.
Into the tunnel
The handle fit perfectly. I ought to be able to open it now.
Examine with handle
There's a fire escape out there.
A wooden wheel... What is this place? I must be dreaming.
Who stores food like this? I don't think I'm in Newport anymore.
The tunnel's closed.
I don't know any of these titles. 'A Bestiary of the Southlands'? Okay, I don't want to know any of these titles.
'The Six Glorious Tenets of the Goddess'.
Books.
Benrime. She's been the one thing in my life that hasn't changed in the past decade.
Benrime Salmin, the innkeeper.
Benrime's always busy.
Cold Stone Gate. That tunnel leads to the west city. The Azadi are keeping a tight rein on the traffic. They're afraid of 'terrorist' actions.
There's a road through the mountain, but it's closed off by an iron gate.
I like her outfit.
Aside from Benrime, I don't know anyone in Marcuria anymore.
I like his hat. I can definitely feel the cold.
It's just a child.
At least I don't stick out like a sore thumb in my clothes.
You never know who to trust anymore. Anyone here could be an Azadi sympathiser or spy.
What a character.
I don't know him.
Looks like he's guarding that gate.
He won't let anyone into the ghetto.
An elgwan. They're extremely hardy animals.
The traitorous innkeeper of this den of dissenters.
Hello, bubba.
wtf
Wazzup, yo?
Aight, biatch?
Wdf
Who you callin' biatch, biatch?
I don't know if you're supposed to say 'non-human', but he's definitely it. I guess 'magical' is a fitting word, all right.
He― It looks like a creature half human, half animal. It is surely not the will of the Goddess to have such a thing mingle with trueborn.
Apples? Sure looks like apples. But I'm not taking anything for granted anymore.
I doubt I'll find anything I recognise here.
Unlike most things in this place, that fireplace feels comfortably familiar.
Gum
Sticker
Ticket piece
Torn ticket
It's a colourful sticker with a cartoon Watilla on it. It says, 'Chew you later!'. I don't get it.
It's a complete ticket. It's just torn in two.
Gum.
There's only chewing gum left. And I don't even like gum. 'Every pack comes with a special WATI sticker'. Okay, that's something.
Looks like a ticket machine.
Ticket machine. It sells tickets to the WATIcorp museum.
'Out of order. Please purchase your tickets at the ticket office.'
Kenji
Yuriko
The ticket office's closed. Of course. This just isn't my day.
Hello? Anyone there?
Thank you for visiting WATIcorp today, and from everyone in the WATI family - and that includes Wazza the Watilla - we hope to see you back soon!
It looks like he's waiting for someone.
Uh, sumimasen?
Eh? Ah...gomennasai. I thought you were...someone else. I apologise.
I can see the torn ticket in there. It hasn't been incinerated yet.
Examine close with ticket
It's empty. The dustbin automatically incinerates its contents every ten minutes or so.
Examine close without ticket
Your basic dustbin.
The other half of the ticket's still in there.
One more piece
She's definitely waiting for someone. That must be the guy's girlfriend.
I should go talk to her, tell her what happened.
Sorry, I was just wondering... Do you know how to get to the museum?
Huh? Oh. My fiancé, Yuriko. She's late. She's never this late. I tried calling her, but there was just...just static...
Ah, who am I kidding. She probably decided not to come.
Hi, are you waiting for someone?
What? Yes...no, not exactly. Someone was waiting for me, only... He probably left already. I'm very late.
I'll need a ticket to get on the cable car to the museum.
Why would you say that?
Girlfriend
Sounds like he's feeling sorry for himself
We've been having problems lately. It's all my fault.
How so?
I've been too busy with work, I haven't paid as much attention to her as she deserves.
I'm sure that's not the case. She was probably just held up somewhere.
Reassure
I should say something to make him feel better about himself
You don't know her like I do. She's very fastidious. She would have called.
No, I have neglected her one time too many, and now she's left me.
Uh-huh. Listen, could you tell me where I can get a ticket to the museum?
I have more important things to worry about
I knew I should have listened to... Uh, what?
The WATIcorp museum? I need a ticket.
Um, yes. There's a...ticket office. Downstairs.
Yeah, I know. It's closed.
Checked
Oh. Uh, did you try the ticket machine?
Really? Okay, thanks.
Didn't check
Yes...ah, I have to, um, leave. I can't stay. I have to...
It's out of order.
I see. Then I can't― I can't help you, miss, I apologise. I have to...to go.
There's a ticket machine?
Right next to the ticket office.
Great. Thanks.
I have to go now. I can't...can't stay here.
It sounds like you care about her.
I should say something to make him feel better
I do. And now I've blown it. I'm... I'm sorry. I can't― I have to leave.
Well, if you've prioritised your work instead of―
If he prioritised work before his girlfriend, he can't blame anyone but himself
That's too bad, but these things happen. Listen, I really need a ticket to the museum.
Ticket
It's too bad the guy's got problems, but I have more important things to worry about
I was thinking... If your fiancé doesn't show, maybe I could have your ticket?
That's really...quite rude. Why don't you buy your own ticket? I have to go now.
That's not...that's not entirely true. My supervisor, he's been on my back lately. I've tried to tell Yuriko it's only temporary, but...
So maybe you're right. Maybe she isn't coming. That doesn't mean it's over.
Right
He may be right about her not coming, but so what?
You know, communication is really important in a relationship. You can't just put up a wall.
Communication
Time for a lesson about proper communication
If she really cares about you, she'll understand. If not, what's the point?
Comfort
I should try and make him feel better about himself
You're right. What's the point? It's too late for us. I can't wait for her anymore. I'll just go home.
You're right. I just hope it's not too late to make things better. I was hoping this trip to the museum could give us a chance to really talk.
Yes, it does. She wouldn't stand me up otherwise. She isn't coming. I'll just...just go home.
You're taking her to the museum? On a date? No wonder you guys are having trouble.
Museum?
A romantic date at a corporate museum? This relationship is bust
Great. Take her to the museum and have a real heart to heart.
He should talk to her, and the museum's as good a place as any
Yes, talking is important, but... You know, maybe the museum isn't the best place to talk to her.
He should definitely talk to her, but probably not at the museum
No? She seemed to like it the last time we were there.
Yes, except... What am I doing? The museum? She probably hates it there! I blew it, I really did. That's it, I'm going home.
Really? Maybe that's why she's not... Ah, she must be so angry at me. I'll just...go home.
I'm sure she did. I'm sorry. You're right.
Sorry
If that's the case, he's probably right
All the more reason to take her somewhere else.
Exactly