Dementors? In my Wonderland?

[wrong_lever]

So It seems there are suspicious hooded creatures lurking about, the mansion's turned the coolant bellows uncomfortably low, and these joints are sore like they haven't been in months... ohhhhhh my aching back...I'm not in the shape I used to be. Pity.

I could certainly go for another hour in the steam room...what do you say, Megara?

As for getting

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[wayward_sam]

Much as I hate to encourage you, good plan. Let us know if it works.

[wrong_lever]

I will be sure to give you full results!

[wayward_sam]

And of course, if it doesn't work, we'll at least have some idea of their intelligence level.

[wrong_lever]

Hmm. I'd best change into my running heels, just in case.

[wicked_jenkins]

You're not fooling anyone my dear, I would think they could tell their kind apart from a walking mummy.

[wrong_lever]

I've...never had children.

[wicked_jenkins]

That's low humor even for you.

[wrong_lever]

Well! Lets see how quickly they scout out your tender well-bathed flesh!

[viva_la_impala]

Okaaay weirdy McWeirderton. You think that will get them to ignore you? Yeah no.

[wrong_lever]

We shall see.