| Text | - Go to the Cul-de-Sac and ask the scrawny scalawag called Double-D for a jawbreaker. If ye bring it here, I'll tell ye about the Wishing Skulls.
- 'Tis most satisfying to have me a jawbreaker between me gums. Remember, the Wishing Skull is over yonder in the junk yard. Step lively!
- The Wishing Skull will grant ye one wish! there are nine all told, and you must speak with them in the correct order. But a fine prize awaits those who find all nine! Arrr!
- Arrr, would ye like to know about the Wishing Skulls? I know of one near here, and I'll tell ye about it for the price of one jawbreaker.
- You want a jawbreaker? Sure, I suppose I can part with this one. It's my least-favorite color.
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