[He walks along with them, letting Frisk lead the way to wherever it is they are taking their precious cargo.]

For someone's birthday? They must have quite the sweet tooth then, to want this many chocolate bars.

[He grins lightly at Frisk's question.]

The last thing I remember? Mmmm... that would have to be sipping champagne in the back of my tour bus. We were on our way to New York City. The city that never sleeps, can you believe it? I'd never been there before despite being on the surface for so long, and to be going there to perform...

[His dreamy sigh is accompanied by him laying his other hand not wrapped around Frisk's on his cheek. He lowers it though as another thought occurs to him.]

I suppose that dream will have to be put on pause until I can figure a way out of this place.