You were accompanying The Brothers, Wirt and Gregory. Alongside Their Sassy Little Bluebird Companion, Beatrice.

You were Snickering at Beatrice’s Remark To Wirt Eariler, And Wirt being all Upset about it, That was Until-

You found two folks sitting on a Tree in a Small clearing in the Forest, One Looked like a Mime, Black and white Stripped Top, With Extragent Puffy Sleeves, And Black Gloves, Topped off with Black parachute Pants and Black Boots, The Person Beside The Mime Looking Person was a Muscular Old Man, Wearing what Seems to be a Strongman Suit, His Eyes Were Covered by his Eyebrow As The Mime Person Ranted to him

She had her Head in her Hands, Their Voice filled with Resent,ent and Just Overall Dissatisfaction-

“There’s Nothing to be Done Federico. Why should we Pretend Anymore? Life is Cruel, Art is Dead, And the Universe itself is a Critic. Ever-Unsatisfied..”

They Say as They take their head from their Hands and Sat up Straight To look at The Old man, Who Seems to be called Federico.

”Federico” Responds To the Dramatic Mime With a Huffed Sigh, Replying with: “Peanuts would Help.”

“PEANUTS! YOU could’ve packed the Peanuts!”

She answered, Pointing at The Old man Accusingly, Not with anger but with just Straight up ‘WHY’, Although she still seemed upset-

Federico Responds with a Simple: “It was your Job to pack the Peanuts,”

“No! It was MY job to make the World ponder its Insanity through Laughter!”

Before The Man Could Reply, The Mime Cut him Off

“You don’t know a Thought that Goes through my Head! I carry a GREAT BURDEN!”

They say, Pointing to themselves, The Old man just Replies with “I Understand”

“Oh do you? yeah Then Tell me what you know about my Life!” The Old man Responds with:” You Cant Carry a Burden and Peanuts At the Same Time.”

To that, Paola just goes silent for a Minute, Before sobbing to the ground, This was Normal. Paola could Go From Ugly crying to A Child that just got Candy In Seconds