"Ah, that's an…interesting plan…." Lucy concluded, her face scrunched up in thought. Cobra's hands were already clutching his head, attempting to fight off waves of pain. Idiot pain, the hardest kind to ward off.
"Oh, it's not just interesting. It's wonderful! At least, certainly more constructive than anything either of you has come up with." Lyon's figure moved to sit back down at long last. "I may just have to establish a rival shop, it's that good.
"But I will not! Because I will be too busy doing what I have planned to do for so long now! Pursue a girl that I will make the happiest woman alive!"
And for a moment, Cobra got the distinct impression that Lyon was pointing a finger straight at the lacrima, straight at the two of them.
"And just so you two know as well, I'll come back here once the plan is complete and tell you all about how it went. Good, bad, anything! Although I'm sure it'll work out to be nothing short of excellent! Then you'll see what you're missing; a spark of love that doesn't reside in either of your petty hearts! It'll be blinding and aw consuming and you just won't be able to stand it." Lyon laughed, although it sounded more like something was choking due to the voice mods. "Then, you'll rue the day! The day you…" he paused, "you…opened this shop, you!" With one final flourish, he practically soared out of the lacrima screen, out the tent, and onto the streets.
For a solid minute, neither of them said a single word. Merely peering into the lacrima screen, both equally flabbergasted.