After a couple of days, MASTER is slowly getting used to his gluten-free-ness. He is human again. QUINN is getting ready for the wedding, but sadly he is having problems with the guests. LENA is in the living room as well.
QUINN: Lena! Do you want to come to our wedding?
LENA: I don’t like dresses. Or celebrating union.
MASTER walks in with his fluffy hat in his hand rather than on his head.
QUINN and LENA: WHOA! IT’S THE TOP OF HIS HEAD!
MASTER raises an eyebrow, both at the surprise of the two of them together and the fact that QUINN has BREAD SNADWHICH.
LENA: It’s so white and hairy! (pets the top of her father’s head)
MASTER (to QUINN): What are you doing with my wife—I mean my…uh.
QUINN: Marrying her. Why?
MASTER: WHAT?!
QUINN (nervous): You can’t really go near bread anymore, so I just conveniently fell in love!
MASTER: … So you think you are worthy of the Bread Snadwich?
QUINN: …
MASTER: YOU ARE! YOU ARE MY NEXT OFFSPRING! THE LEGACY OF MASTER SHALL LIVE ON! (Puts the fluffy hat on QUINN’S head) YOU HAVE LEARNED THE SECRET LANGUAGE OF THE BREAD!
QUINN (proud): I guess I have!
TICK and TOCK: (Suddenly crowding MASTER) SO YOU APPROVE?
MASTER: Yes. And Tick, that’s a nice new hairdo!
TICK (blushing): Thank you, Master. Tock did it for me.
TOCK glows at the attention.
ZHAN comes through the door, still crying for TICK’S wonderful hair.
ZHAN: WHY WHY WHY WHY? (Cries as TOCK sits down on his face to silence him.)
TICK walks away.
TOCK: Tick, come back! Don’t you want to pick out the dress for your daughter?
TICK: (Walks back, and grabs Tock’s hand) Let’s go!
~~~END
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