The evolutionary arms race is alive and well!

[dirigere]

Sybill, my little bush parrot, did you hide a man in the hall closet? I was looking for my album of bird feathers and he just sort of fell out. His mouth was stuffed up with a few of our party invites, so that's why we didn't notice him before, I suppose. Is he one of your friends? I always lose track of your guests

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[adelfi]

did you dissect the man as well?

[dirigere]

Um no? I mean, he's still ALIVE!

[dirigere]

ALIVE as in BREATHING!

[adelfi]

do you think the soul has a weight? this way you could find out

[espying]

What was that first part about a man being in our closet?

[dirigere]

Well I've shoved him back inside for now, until you come home. I think the last time we looked in there was moving day, to make sure there wasn't a boggart, so just try to think of how he could have gotten in there, yeah?

Also we may need a memory charm specialist.

[espying]

I don't think I put anyone in there!! What do they look like?

We don't have the money for that, though! Oh and I'm rubbish at charms!! Are you any good at them?

[dirigere]

He's pretty old, and shrivelled like those mushrooms we had last night, but I'm not sure if that's his natural state or if he's simply dehydrated. Er, big bald patch, eyebrow whiskers, and he smells like wet dog and talcum powder all at once. That's a bit odd; have we had any dogs in our flat lately?

I'm good at Charms but I've certainly never done a memory charm! Oh well, we'll simply have to make do.

[anticlaw]

Want some zucchini? I have loads. Apparently mum's idea of care package material is squash.

[dirigere]

I'll take squash over crab apple jelly anyday; at least you can throw zucchini at intruders in an emergency!

[anticlaw]

Zucchini: good with cheese, better as a blunt weapon.

I rather like it.

[dirigere]

Especially if they aren't all the way ripe yet!

[fabium]

Complete non-sequitur, BUT: my birthday approacheth, next Saturday to be exact! I need ideas!

[dirigere]

I've got about a METRIC TONNE of gooseberries, the weekend off, and no qualms about improvisation!

[fabium]

THAT'S WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR!

[dirigere]

And if you need rotting brown jays for some reason, I can probably nick some from Scamander's place before the weekend. I don't know how sauced we actually want to get!!