Good. If we have to be put through hell, I'd rather it be for more than one big, fat chuckle.

[ He was gonna say guffaw but Rembrandt is bad at new words. ]

Oh, right. That. Let's see... Since you only answered part of my question, it's only fair if I do the same. But what would half even be? [ Putting his hand at his chin thoughtfully. Hm, hm. ]

Oh, I know! A while ago, everything in the museum started lighting up. That's how it all started.