[The elevator doors close behind them, and the elevator starts to descend. When they open the box, the first thing they'll see is a hair comb lying inside of it.
The second thing they'll see is a whirling ball of golden light which emerges from it and circles around them both several times before solidifying into the form of a small, bee-like creature.]
How may I serve you, my-- [The creature's eyes open, and then narrow.] ...you are not my queen, either.
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The second thing they'll see is a whirling ball of golden light which emerges from it and circles around them both several times before solidifying into the form of a small, bee-like creature.]
How may I serve you, my-- [The creature's eyes open, and then narrow.] ...you are not my queen, either.