[[Pria pastes a flier to a brick wall, next to a "Hella Kitty" graffiti.]]

Pria: Bleak side of town, innit?  You get out here much?

Ed: Yeah.  I like it.  Reminds me of the alleys by my old shop.

Pria: The apothecary?  Where Louis found you?

Ed: That's right.

Pria: You know I still don't buy this alchemy rubbish, right, Ed?

Ed: After what I've shown you?

Pria: Not sober, mate.  Not bloody well sober.