[Mr. Conductor has run out of gold dust]
Thomas:
Mr. Conductor, but what happened to your sparkle?
Mr. Conductor:
I don't know, Thomas. I guess I'll just have to sleep on that.
Thomas:
On your sparkle?
Mr. Conductor:
No, Thomas, on the problem of what happened to it.
Percy:
Oh, but, Mr. Conductor. Without your sparkle or the lost engine, you can't travel to help us anymore.
Mr. Conductor:
I'll solve the problem, you just go to sleep now.
Thomas:
Easy for you to say.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:09