[Willy's eyes brightened. He felt important for the first time in a long time which wasn't often here in the Manor. There were times that he nearly gave up being her and wanted to beg the Author to let him go. Now he's very glad that he didn't.]

Sure! Diami un momento per afferrare le mie muffe. Sto facendo una casa del cioccolato per Giselle. È bene…, io la gradice.(Sure! Give me a moment to grab my molds. I am making a chocolate house for Giselle. She is...well, I like her.)

[He blushes slightly at the mention of Giselle. He didn't want to leave his work unfinished and since pouring the chocolate in the molds, he didn't want to risk having them eaten before he had the chance to finish letting them cool properly.]