People are sitting at home, and pots come from heaven.
Cruella: "Ah, yes, I am Chrollo from Meteor Street, a flower in Meteor Street."
"Yes, that bastard who owes thousands of nuns and cheated on more than 20 women——"
"It's me, Chrollo."
Chrollo: "..."
Damn it, Kulala, I'll knock your head, did you hear me? I'll knock your head!
I own all these pots! All! No! Back!