The sound of rocket engines can be heard in the air. Soon enough, Cackletta descends on her rocket-propelled rocking chair. "Eeeyah ha ha ha ha! Who would have thought you'd appear before the Great Cackletta in even a hundred million years?" The Beanish Witch laughed wickedly, as she got off her rocking chair. "Well now, you surely didn't come to meet me just to waste my time, right? Go on, what do you want?"