FischlWhen the Sun Is Out
Fischl: Ozzie, my dear familiar...Oz: "Ozzie?" What's gotten into you...Fischl: Her Majesty beseeches you to unfurl your blessèd wings, and with them blot out the heavens, plunging the world into eternal night...Oz: If you didn't bring your parasol with you, that's your own fault, mein Fräulein!