[Skit: Young Wizard & Lausse The Cat]
A memory of mischief, perhaps
Of innocence, perhaps not
Right, sweat and liquor will certainly not fill a heart
But bittersweet love could blast through your wounds...
Recall anything?
Uh, maybe, yeah
Whisper it in my ear

As the cat alotted the train he was riding moments ago
He was now reunited with his band of compadres, friends and trusty noble gentlemen he called friends
A merry bunch they were, on their way to a house party