"Would you like to tell them, or should I?"
"Tell us what, Fighter?"
"....Fighter has been diligently announcing my arrival. Isn't that right?"
"That's not what I have been."
"I thank you much, Fighter. Had it not been for you telling the people about my return, many of these 'Gift' baskets would not have been welcomed so thoroughly and the magic of them would be lost."
"Now hold on a minute, I've…."
"The ones who are too young to remember me so, Fighter has gone around telling all of my characteristics. Some were true, and others he might have exaggerated, but…"
"Exaggerated?"
"He has painted you all a picture of how he thinks I might have grown up. That is very touching, Fighter. I appreciate the stories, but I don't need them to puff me up."
"I…"
"THAT'S WHAT YOU GUYS ARE FOR!!!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!"
"Ruby, can I talk to you a minute?"
"Careful, Fighter, Don't want to go around spreading rumours that aren't true."
"I'm...............….PEOPLE, THE RUBY YOU THINK YOU KNOW, IS NOT WHAT SHE IS. SHE'S CHANGED!!!!"
"Yeaaaaa!!!! SHE DIED."
"AHAAHAAAHAAAHAAAAA. Good one, Max."
"PEOPLE, You don't understand. She's a monster."
"We know. She makes others not see there everending reflections. Instead, she shows us the light inside all of us that makes us different. Makes us who we are. Gives us something to hope for in ourselves."
"Yeaaaa...Yeaaa."
"She is making you blind."
"The light is blinding, son. Maybe you need some sunscreen."
"Stop it. Stop it. All of you. You'll be sorry, mark my words. YOU ALL WILL BE SORRY!!!
And as for you."
"As for me, what? Watch your words, Fighter. Don't want to end up like Braemos."
"What did you do to him? Where is he?"
"If I knew, I'd tell you."
"RUBY, CATCH!!!"
"Got it.
Fighter, I don't hate you. I thank you, for if it weren't for you I wouldn't be standing here. You never finished saying what you were going to say about 'Gift' baskets, but here is what I have to say. Doesn't matter if they are your neighbor or your enemy. In fact, all enemies are your neighbors, and all neighbors are your enemies. Even you, Fighter. Even you. So, here. I got something for you. You look hungry, and in the spirit of…well….me, I don't want you to feel left out. Have a bag of raisins."
"I….uh….Urrrggggh. Fine. But this isn't over."
"Feels over to me. Bye now."