Weiss and her father are in Weiss's room.
"That was awful." Jacques, Weiss's father, snarled. "You dragged it through the mud! Our family reputation's on ruin! After all these years of hard work, is this what you've got?"
"I did my best to uphold my family honor!" Weiss retorted. "It is you who forced me into this stupid concert!"
Jacques grabs his special spray bottle and sprays it on her face. Weiss falls right asleep, snoring loudly, and her dad chuckles. Whitley comes around and asks, "Father, what is that?"
"A sleeping dust," Jacques said casually. "Sedates a dishonorable prick like your older sister to sleep!"
They both laugh, as Weiss snores like crazy.
The next day, Weiss escapes and leaves a message. "Father, I had a good night. Thanks for the dust! But I need to get on my way. Bye!"
Jacques screams in rage, while Whitley groans.