As her question was turned back on her, Lucy found that she didn't have an immediately answer. She chewed on the inside of her cheek as she tried to deduce who would be a perfect answer. Immediately, she had the idea that Dorian Gray would be positively perfect. But of course, there was a possibility that wouldn't be the safest of options.
"Nicolas Flamel," Lucy finally decided after a long moment. "I mean, he invented the Philosopher's Stone. I think that would be just... the coolest thing ever."
Very rarely did Lucy ever use the word cool. It didn't fit into her vocabulary. But there was no other way she could describe it.