I Assure You, My Friends, I Am

Typical! I Break My Neck Trying To Get Here, And I Find You Peacefully Tidying Up!

I've Got A Hangover." "no, You Hit Your Head On The Floor." "i Can't Stay. I've Got To Rescue That Fool Sophie.

In Addition, Master Twinkle Seems Convinced That Someone Is Denying Him A Pair Of Stripey Trousers.

Really, These Wizards! You'd Think No One Had Ever Had A Cold Before! Well, What Is It?" She Asked, Hobbling Through The Bedroom Door Onto The Filthy Carpet. "i'm Dying Of Boredom," Howl Said Pathetically. "or Maybe Just Dying.

But I Discovered That People Like Me -- They Do, You Know, If You Like Them -- And Then It Was All Right.