Mr. Irmine, I presume?

Shut yer hole and
leave me be.

We've come to ask you about the
process for refining Everlight, sir.

Everlight...whoo boy.
Whoo nanny, whoo nanny...

What did he say?
What sort of response is that?

Will you tell us what you know?

Are ya sure that's what ya wanna know? Why don't
I tell ya the measurements of that fine young
thing who works in the item shop, instead?

Hmm, he drives a hard
bargain... Oof...!

Before you tell us anything... You are
the one called Irmine, are you not?

Now now, let's not stand on formalities and such.

...Hey, are you sure this old
coot's right in the head?

So long as this is our only option, we
don't really have much of a choice.

Is he really our only option...?
He seems a bit on the sketchy
side to me...

Who're ya callin' sketchy?! The
sketchiest thing around here is
your sorry excuse for a haircut!

Yuri... I think I'm
ready to go now...

Come on, perk up a little.

Listen, old man. We're here
to ask you something serious.
Enough with the games.

I don't get any more serious
than this, sonny!

...Okay then, we're here to ask
you about the method for refining
a metal called Everlight.

If ya think I'm givin' that sorta info
away fer free, you're plain nutty.
You've gotta be nuttier than a...than a...

...A fruitcake, perhaps? Those're pretty nutty.

You want money? Or wait, you're
not trying to get us to break
you out of this joint, are you?

Nah, that stuff's for amateurs!

Then, what is it?

What I'd really love is a fine home-cooked meal.

What?

If you're too dumb to understand
the first time, it's not going to
help for me to say it again!

Okay, the old goat's even startin'
ta grate on me, believe it or not.

That does it. We're gonna
make this old lunatic the
best meal he's ever had.

Yeah, but what should
we fix for him?

Why don't we try asking
whoever's in charge of
preparing his meals?