[Kiosk]
Acumen! Old buddy, old friend. I had a bit of a thought. Well, more than a bit. More than a thought, really. An idea, you could call it. Inspiration. You've built some lovely stables, haven't you, and put some lovely horses in them, but I was wondering if, maybe, just maybe, you could do me a small favor. See, I used to know a horse. Arthur, his name was. Well, that's the name I gave him. Don't know what anybody else called him. He saved Madame de Pompadour with me, once. Shattered a window through time and a mirror to do it. Do you suppose you could bring him here, or, I don't know, maybe one of his cousins?