Edward Malus:
[squeezing out the last remnants of a honey bottle]
Why do you have store-bought? I thought you made the stuff here.
Sister Honey:
Look, I just serve what I'm handed. If you don't like it, you'll have to talk to Sister Beech, all right?
Edward Malus:
What's with this "Sister" thing, anyway?
Sister Honey:
It's just our way. We don't have any royal honey for you.
Edward Malus:
None at all?
Sister Honey:
No, not a drop. Our crop was cursed last year. I might find you a little bit of sugar.
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