A light lit up Gilberts brain and he hurriedly placed Elisabeta's pan back to where it had fallen. "True... Shed smack me..." he said, wincing and rubbing the back of his head, where she repeatedly hit him.
"Hmm... Let's see, you thought Alfred was Gilbert, you thought Calypso was Britan and you thought I was China aru." she immitaded Chinas accent and giggled at the end.






