"Of course. Dr. Edward welcomes guests in pursuit of thrills! May I simply read your dream, sir?" Dr. Edward replied politely.
"Mm, use mine." Sparkle raised an eyebrow. "Last night's will do."
"Uh... what are you doing?" Firefly was a little puzzled.
"Allow me to explain. This is a service our establishment offers to experienced guests: you may entrust me with a dream you have recently experienced, supplemented with the relevant emotional prototypes, to create a personalized Dream Bubble that you can experience repeatedly."
"You can do anything you want?" Stelle asked.
"Yes, looks like you're getting the hang of it." Sparkle nodded. "You've had dreams that left you wanting more after you woke up too, right?"
"Dreams that leave you wanting more..." Firefly's expression suddenly grew a little forlorn, and she murmured the words again.
To her, it was a very tempting phrase, but also an utterly unfamiliar one. She had been born without the ability to dream.
Yet amid her despondency, she began to feel a faint anticipation for this so-called dream experience.
"Looks like Miss Firefly is already eager to try," Sparkle said with a smile. "No rush, no rush. As a demonstration, let's use my dream for your first taste."
"I trust you have the materials ready. Please hand them to me," Dr. Edward said.
Sparkle handed Dr. Edward both the things she had obtained at the Pepeshi Salon earlier and the emotional prototypes the Starfish Brothers had snatched from Boss Stone.
Those things seemed to be composed of memoria, and under Dr. Edward's manipulation, they slowly merged into his enormous eyeball.
"Thank you for your donation-reading complete! Adjusting memoria and generating your Dream Bubble..."
A moment later, Dr. Edward split an enormous Dream Bubble off from his body. "Generation complete! Please close your eyes and