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(later that night....)
(Elder Kettle and Cuphead were walking in the dark forest, searching for Mugman. It felt hopeless, futile even, walking around but finding nothing)
Elder Kettle : *sigh* where could he be....
(He said that to no one in particular, but Cuphead thinks hard about that question in his mind of porcelain : "If I was Mugman, where would I be?"... All he could think of is the library, which by now is closed; Quadratus' pond, but that was too far away.... And suddenly his mind clocks the only place left)
Cuphead : the mausoleum....
Elder Kettle : what?
Cuphead : I think he went to the mausoleum!
Elder Kettle : are you sure? Why in the world would Mugman be there?
(The young cup hesitates, he always feared this moment. Even though he did it so many months ago, it still felt foreign to him the fact he could talk to THE Legendary Chalice herself in her ghost form...and could Elder Kettle ever believe that? He takes a deep breath and....)
Cuphead : we know Chalice...
Elder Kettle : ... What?
Cuphead : it's true, we... We talked to her ghost when we were indebted to the Devil.
Elder Kettle : but that's... That's impossible, my boy.
Cuphead : it IS possible, I'll explain once we get there!
Elder Kettle: ... Alright
(They walked to the mausoleum's location, thanks to Elder Kettle having a great sense of direction)