NARRATOR: Back at the villa...
SCHLOCK: ... and then? Well, then I remembered everything... so I decided to eat him.
BREYA: Yeah, that's definitely not how I remember it.
What happened next?
SCHLOCK: Eh, the rest of that story is just plumbing...
... and muffled screams, and the crunching of bo—
BREYA: You know what? Never mind. I'm okay. Stop talking.