One building. Thirty-six neighbours. Nobody is who they seem.

Everything was calm. Then Lobo had a tail.

Dil: Everything was calm. Then Lobo had a tail.

Dil: Lobo, do not touch the cup.

Dil: He did not touch it. His tail did.

Penny: A parcel! I deliver faster than it falls!

Penny: Delivery! For... Dr Quell!

Quell: A cup with a hairline crack. I am so sorry. It will not make it.

Penny: Wrong door! Floor eight!

Dil: Penny always delivers. Never to the right door.

Biscuit: A clue! Jasmine, gold... and a doughnut.

Biscuit: Ah... ah... CHOO!

Silk: Dear me, a visitor. Everything lands in my web, eventually.

Remy: Sorry, I am late. Is this the goodbye?

Lumina: Everything falls. That is what makes it a cup.

Dil: Thank you, Lumina.

Dil: Nothing broke. Yet.