(Mrs. Moony's turn again.)
As Mrs. Lovett spoke, I think we were all wondering. If he didn't want her, and Christine was going with Raoul, who could he possibly want to take with him? Of course, it all became evident as he beckoned me forward and I started to walk to him.
"Simple," he was saying. "You, Mrs. Moony. You will accompany me won't you?"
I nodded slowly, realizing he had already gathered the bag I had packed from my room in case of a situation like this. "Well I... I suppose I will. I mean, I'm supposed to be preparing to go back to London, but-"
He smiled. "Passage for two, yes? And something tells me that Nellie's life is here now. I left a considerable amount of money for you my dear; use it to buy the opera house and make it everything it was and more."
She blinked, her eyes wide with wonder. "I can't run an opera house! I could hardly run a pie shop!"
I knew this was likely to be the last time I ever saw her; it would be a shame not to get in one last insult before we parted, maybe even a compliment. "But you still ran the second best pie shop in London. Remember? You can run an opera house. I'm not going to stay and build one."
She nodded, seeming to realize the same things I had. "I know you won't. I almost wish you would though. It's not going to be the same without you trying to best me."
I laughed, realizing maybe we could end on a good note. "I'll still send Christine letters to check up on you. You'll never be free of me."
She nodded. "Run along then. We'll make it seem you two just... vanished."
I nodded, letting Erik lead me through another set of passages and onto a ship, though not the one Raoul had intended me to take. "Wh-Where are you taking me?"
He smiled. "Coney Island. We can't return to London my dear; people might expect you to go there. In America, we'll be safe. No one will know either of us. It's a fresh start."
I nodded, relaxing slowly as he spoke. "Okay. But I... I will return to Paris one day. I want to see Christine again. And who knows? Mrs. Lovett might actually be a decent person."
He smiled. "You're the Phantom's accomplice my dear. It would seem a shame if you were never to return to Paris."
