Monsieur Papillon: (Deep sigh of satisfaction) Paris.. The City of Lights.. Home to romance.. Art.. and beauty.. My city.. Yes, and come the next few days, this shall truly be MY city... Where my beautiful creations shall take flight, bringing the glorious order only I shall be able to provide them with.. (Fat chuckle)
Hawkmoth: And I think I speak for my quiet friend here, Monsieur, when I say that we are more than happy to assist you in achieving your goal...
Papillon: That's right.. Soon, very soon.. all shall taste the bitter pollen of my wrath..
(Marinette snores loudly ; ignoring the loud, intermittant buzzing of her alarm clock)
Mrs. Cheng: (distant voice; downstairs) Marinette! Marinette, dear, you'd better wake up soon! You don't want to be late!!
(Marinette continues to mumble wordlessly)
Mrs. Cheng: Marinette.. (Grunt) Honestly darling, I don't know how she thinks she'll get a proper education if she sleeps through first period!
Mr. Cheng: It's alright, sweetheart, she'll le