{Title: Here, right?}

[Wiglaf and Mordred stand in front of a lake in the mountains. Mordred waves to get Wiglaf's attention on the water.]
Mordred: Hey! Hold up. This is it.

Mordred: The magic sword of the lake in the middle of the mountains.
Wiglaf: You sure this is right? There’s nothing here.

Mordred: Yes! I’m positive. I can’t believe it’s not here. It should be here!
Wiglaf: At least we had fun coming up here, right?

[Mordred turns his back to the water and a glittering, magic sword appears over the water. Wiglaf continues to stare at the water, attention now on the sword.]
Mordred: What a waste of time. I’m never trusting my sources again.
Wiglaf: Um…