|Hi, I'm Ileane, and here are all the things I can't put anywere else and shambles, shambles, shambles.|
A woman who hates you is playing the pianoforte.
You have five hundred a year. From who? Five hundred what? No one knows. No one cares. You have it. It’s yours. Every year. All five hundred of it.
A charming man attempts to flirt with you. This is terrible.
You are in a garden, and you are astonished."
|Luke Triton:||Professor, this rickety bridge is scary!|
|Professor Layton:||This puzzle will take your mind off of it!|
|Puzzle:||THE RICKETY BRIDGE|
come and get your love // redbone
hell with it, baby, ‘cause you’re fine and you’re mine
and you look so divine