Dear David, God of this story, please hear my prayer!
Please don't let it end this way; give the people the cream! Let all this sadness made by bad, creamless people be part of the cream's own plan to improve us all.
Don't let Dr. Bellifer rot in a cell for lack of love... or enough of his own invention to get himself out.
That doesn't make sense and is horrible!
Please make everything better!
And thank you for the cream.