Can't imagine how it would matter.

Come quickly! Far too much to see.

Just drop your coats anywhere.

Mr. Wonka? Sure is toasty in here.

What?

Oh, yeah, I have to keep it warm in here because my workers are used to an extremely hot climate.

They just can't stand the cold.

Who are the workers?

All in good time.

Now.

*gasp*

Mr. Wonka, I'm Violet Beauregarde.

Oh.

I don't care.

Well, you should care because I'm the girl who's gonna win the special prize at the end.

Well, you do seem confident and confidence is key.

I'm Veruca Salt. It's very nice to meet you, sir.

I always thought a verruca was a type of wart you got on the bottom of you foot.

*giggle*

I'm Augustus Gloop. I love your chocolate.

I can see that. So do I. I never expected to have so much in common.

You.

You're Mike Teavee.

You're the little devil who cracked the system.

And you. Well, you're just lucky to be here, aren't you?

And the rest of you must be their p-

Parents.

Yeah. Moms and dads.

Dad?

Papa?

Okay then. Let's move along.

Is it just me or does Wonka seem a few quarters short of a buck?

I'm sorry, I don't speak American.

Would you like some chocolate?

Sure.

Then you should have brought some.

Let's be friends.

Best friends.

An important room, this.

After all, it is a chocolate factory.

Then why is the door so small?

That's to keep all the great big chocolaty flavor inside.

*giggle*