Coco asked with concern, "Mimi, what's wrong?"
Mimi Fisher struggled to lift his arm. He looked at his reddening skin and frowned. "There's something in the wine. Claire Sinclair, don't drink it! Coco, get me to a hospital, now."
Hearing this, Master's face fell. He asked urgently, "What do you mean, 'something'?"
Mimi Fisher fought through the pain, gritting his teeth. "I'm allergic to aphrodisiacs. You probably were, too. It's definitely the wine. Professor Taylor was fine after drinking, so it has to be the wine in Claire Sinclair's glass that's the problem..."
Before he could finish, he collapsed, his body starting to convulse as he foamed at the mouth.
Coco was horrified. "Stop talking! I'm taking you to the hospital right now!"
She immediately found others to help carry Mimi Fisher away from the scene.
His face flushed, Master glared at Cecily Taylor. Fighting his own discomfort, he hissed, "Professor Taylor, there's something wrong with your wine."
