Well, that didn't go so well.

Are you certain the Oracle didn't say anything else?

- Yes. - Maybe we did something wrong.

Or didn't do something.

No, what happened couldn't have happened any other way.

- How do you know? - We are still alive.

If you want the Keymaker, follow me.

Get out.

I am so sick and tired of his bullshit. On and on. Pompous prick.

A long time ago, when we first came here, it was so different.

He was so different.

He was like you.

I'll give you what you want, but you have to give me something.

- What? - A kiss.

Excuse me?

I want you to kiss me as if you were kissing her.

- Why? - You love her. She loves you.

It's all over you both.

A long time ago, I knew what that felt like.

I want to remember it. I want to sample it. That's all.

Just a sample.

- Why don't you sample this instead? - Trinity.

Such emotion over something so small. It's just a kiss.

Why should we trust you?

If I don't deliver you to the Keymaker, she can kill me.

All right.

But you have to make me believe I am her.

All right.

Terrible. Forget it.

Wait.

Okay.

Yes.

That's it.

I envy you. But such a thing is not meant to last.

Come with me.