"I bet there wasn't as much death metal over in fairytale land either. Am I right?" Les smirks as he takes a sip of his drink and then nods at Joel. "I totally get it though. There were really awesome things, but I missed my magic. That place made me such an awful witch. I think it was because over there, my mother was alive which was...." He sighs shaking his head a little. "Nice. I mean it was great. But the truth is I got most of my mojo from her when she died."

"And I wasn't even a prince either! I think I got short-changed. And here I thought Nerium liked me."