By the time he finished his little speech, the toys had already fully cleaned the area where the cup had fallen and tea spilt. It was as if the event never occurred to begin with. With his face turned to Winder Woman, the Toyman gently moved his tea to where hers was.

Gasping repeatedly as he pulled her leash, Diana without her new powers had the body of a simple woman and therefore possessed less stamina, so as she had less and less room to dance, the young woman's face gradually turned red as she ran out of steam and said feverishly as she danced awkwardly "stop it! Stop it please!!!" Now that’s the spirit Diana Prince, I am thrilled to hear you have acquiesce to my request. Tho as you said, we need a proper deal, one that cannot be broken. How about your magical Lasso of Truth? Can it not make binding conditions?” So having finished her meal, Diana crossed her arms and replied, "Stop taking examples like that, you know very well that my role is to stop greater threats and avoid disasters caused by people like you not by stopping every grocery shop thief even if they have every reason in the world to do so..." Now peering down at her, the Toyman decided to give her his full attention. Once more he started to caress her face, knowing this would make her frustrated and comfortable. He made sure his breathing was audible through the mask as well, he was just putting on a show for her. While pulling her face deeper into his legs he uttered, “Do not realize the hypocrisy of that statement Diana Prince? One of your most important league members, the one that strikes at night over in Gotham uses fear. He uses fear and intimidation in almost every action. I had already grown a destine for him but upon learning his secret identity I could not help but seethe at the pathetic irony at play. These are the people you associate yourself with?”

Realizing that the man was still but pulling on her leash for her to obey, Diana at first wanted to resist saying awkwardly "I, I never learned I, I'm going to be ridiculous and I, don't even know how you want me to dance..." then when he pulled her leash again, the young woman realized she would have no choice and staring at his mask was really uncomfortable, so breathing she muttered "it's absurd". "before starting to dance and making clumsy movements without any grace while she was obviously uncomfortable So widening her eyes, Diana stammered as she looked at her lasso "it's not like, like I have a choice asshole, and how, how the hell do you know that? I, I guess it, it might work but, but why does it have to be my, my lasso?" The Toyman remained silent, continuing to comfort the toy ballerina until she went into a sleep like slumber. Turning his body to face Diana directly, he uttered in a soft voice, “My love, I love each and everyone of my toys. Everything I build is with love. That’s why they reciprocate love and listen to me. It’s as simple as that.” Curiously, the Toyman lifted the mug as if it was his first time seeing the item. Intensely looking at the details of the mug, it had the colouration of a clear night sky with wave ridges on the outside. Looking up at the waiter the Toyman let out a genuine impressed laugh. “Hahah, so this is what you were up to for the past few days? I am honored you would take time out of your busy day to make this for me waiter.” The man's caresses made the young woman shudder with disgust and she looked at him with both confusion and rage as she slowly regained her breath and her senses. His voice was soft again and his words clear and distinct as if he were talking to his toys...

Seeing how completely her body language had shifted, along with the exhaustion that ensued from her that wasn’t there moments prior. The Toyman concluded that the Lasso of Truth did in fact work properly. He was a naturally skeptical individual, only truly trusting the toys built by him fully. He found magic in particular to be off putting, but it did work in his favor this time around.The most disturbing thing was to hear his voice become more and more childish as he seemed satisfied...

The toy waiter approached the table during the conversation. When he arrived he waited a few moments for Diana to finish her sentence. After that, he lowered the dish that was covered with a sliver lid and placed it in front of her. Keeping his head down, he stated in a very clear voice. “My upmost apologies for the wait Mademoiselle, but alas, the meal was well worth the wait. I present to you, Magret de Canard.” It was not until the 19th century that dolls’ houses became objects for children to play with. And it took an industrial revolution for them to become mass-produced enough for anyone but the incredibly rich to own one. In the aftermath of World War II, manufacturers got up and running again, plastic was suddenly becoming available and many toy producers began their own dolls’ house lines, which began to sport ‘working’ parts, such as washing machines that span, doors that opened and shut and taps that turned on and off. The most frustrating thing was that the man didn't answer and seemed almost uninterested in what she was saying as he was nailed violently to the wall by an angry half-goddess. So mad with rage she shouted while crushing one of his toys "answer! As she began to eat the dish while listening to him, Diana realised that the food was strangely very good, which made her ask how the man kept his micro-street running. So frowning when he mentioned the gods, the young woman stopped eating and said in an irritated manner, "They did not abandon humanity, it was never their role to constantly save us from our faults and responsibilities. And what you say is too simple, everyone has the power to choose their actions, I could have used my powers to enslave the world and yet I use them to help people..." then seeming genuinely hesitant with his last question, Diana took a breath and said, "Society is never perfect but the laws and rules that frame it must be respected and it's not my role to deal with that kind of thing unfortunately I don't have a say in how justice works. Nevertheless, in this kind of situation I would have tried to understand and help the person who did it so that they don't do it again... Gasping as he withdrew his thumb, Diana was forced to look at his mask as he pulled her leash, drying her tears with her hand, the young woman breathed and tried to remain strong and dignified as she said "shame and disgust... are you happy now? You have humiliated me once again?It was almost adorable to hear and see the mighty Wonder Woman stumbling and stammering over her words. The Toyman knew he had her cornered, all that was left now was to defang this serpent. So almost blushing with embarrassment when the man mentioned what she had said to him, Diana couldn't help but blush, indeed something inside her made her realize that she had been rude for nothing and that a heroine should set an example... so sighing and knowing what he wanted to hear, Diana looked at him with frustration but said with her chin up "no I, I don't think so… The situation was getting worse by the minute and the man could see a feverish expression on her face as if it was the first time a villain had gotten what he wanted from her... It was always so unpleasant for her to be collared although she hated even more the feeling of being on a leash which was really humiliating...