| Panschi: | Splendid work there, bro. |
| Lanschi: | Maybe it'll still work! I got covered in a lot of potions, so- |
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| Hayfa: | Hah-hah-have you always been that colour? |
| Lanschi: | What? |
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| Lanschi: | Oh colours! I'm changing jitters! I mean, uh... Whoa! |
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| Hayfa: | Cheer up! Now you can camouflage in a candy store! |
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| Lanschi: | It's no use! Only a deus ex machina- er, a miracle can help me. Or maybe some magic, at least. |
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| Parsley: | Magic, you say? THat may be our final option! |
| Lanschi: | Huh? |
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| Lanschi: | Oh, oh no! Not the witch! |
| Panschi: | Rather stay a beetle, eh? Could try a music career. |
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| Lanschi: | Do I have a choie? |
| Parsley: | No. |
| Lanschi: | That's what I figured. |