So, uh, what do you think of the lard bird? I designed him, you know. But, uh, the rest of it was Jules. *nods quickly*

*ignores Jules's murderous finger poking*

Jules: As opposed to WHAT kind of poking?

Stell: The NON-murderous kind!

Jules: What other appendage do you suggest I poke with?

Stell: NOSES!

*clamps hand over mouth*

Stell: I didn't say it, didn't say it, didn't say it ...

Jules: To those of you who don't know: Stell is trying to get over her obsession with noses. Also, NOSES? Plural? How will I accomplish such a feat!

Stell: *grins* *hiccups*

Jules: I told you to stay away from Slughorn's poisoned mulled mead!

... and that's a TRUE story.

THE END.