"Let me get this straight- You did what?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"So you ransacked the museum's treasure without finding out if it was even the real deal?"
"Yes, I'm sorry."
"Hah, sorry isn't gonna glaze this whole thing over. This is pathetic. It was your friend's job to make sure that he had every detail straightened out."
Fool's gold, fool's gold, fool's gold. May he sip his wine, but let him feel the guilt trickle down his lips and burn down his throat. Let it feel heavy within his stomach and never let him go.
Clearly, I am alone.
