 Well, forgive me for spoiling your fun. I am leaving now, according to your wishes and desires. You're not leaving here until you take it back. Take what back? Let it be on your head. What the hell is that, the curse of the cat people? Get out of my way, please. Is this how you left that night with Frances? No wonder she wanted to have the room repainted right away. I'm going to have yours dipped in bronze.