The Memory of the Goblin King

"I'm ready to let bag on speed by a gun to census this one question for me, sweet. Would you like the fish or the beef at the wedding?" "Inside is the memory of the goblin king," says Jenkins as he reaches into his bag and pulls out a single glass sphere. 'You're not too far off,' she tells her robot companion. "'And we'll have some sides, uh, some hearty sides and of course, sweet bread rolls' And that's how it goes."