¤ first song; on this quiet night
Voice;
Oh? My, my! I do not seem to be at the orphanage at all.
What is this? [A short pause as some footsteps are heard, moments of static and rustling as she fiddles around with the communicator.]
Oh! I believe I understand these controls now.
A pleasant evening to everyone. My name is Lacus Clyne, and I appear to be lost. I would greatly appreciate if anyone could tell me where I am, and a little bit more about this unique place. Thank you very much.