"I'm not sure where Guilder is in relation to Australia, but maybe it's to show just how far this conversation has wandered," Rae remarks, eyebrows raised as Vizzini rambles about people trusting and not trusting each other and which goblets of wine he cannot choose.

"Truly, you have a dizzying intellect," remarks the masked man.

"Okay, I like him. He can stay," Sunshine decides, reaching over to snag the teapot to top up her and Autor's cups of tea.

"Wait 'til I get going!" declares Vizzini (Rae may make a faint sound of incredulity at this, while she pours). "Where was I?"
"Australia," answers the masked man, flatly.
"Yes, Australia..."

"Well, I'm stumped," Rae says, setting the tea pot back down. "I've forgotten more of the book than I thought. What's your guess about where the poison is, Autor?"