> You’re in a windowless jail.
> You’re surrounded by stone walls and iron balls.
> Hallelujah: Looks like we got caught.
> Hallelujah: And they took all our gear. I’d say now’s the time to panic.
> Hallelujah: Morning, Asahi. Welcome to prison.
> Asahi: What happened? Where’s Miss Isabeau?
> Toki: She wasn’t here when I came to. They might have taken her somewhere else.
> Asahi: At least we’re safe.
> Gaston: “Safe”? Ever the optimist, I see.
> Gaston: Isabeau is being interrogated. The rest of you will be executed.