"If I ever get a chance, I'll be sure to go," Rus tells him gratefully. "This place is woefully lacking in trees." His lips set in a grim line. "I do. They're noisy and they scare away the animals and they leave rubbish everywhere. Our estate was unplottable, but Father couldn't do that to the whole place. And this was before I started school, so I couldn't do anything to them. Much," he adds, after a brief pause.
"It's a bear, not a snake," Rus says distinctly. "I don't want a green bear gallumphing about my room when I'm trying to sleep, thank you very much!"
"Bureaucracy in action, just as I said."
"Have your assistant work the shop," Rus says. "No one expects a master to wait on customers. Not tea shop customers anyway."
"Oh of course," he nods vigourously. "That way it's self-defense." He grins. "Terrible thing, karma. It strikes without warning." As do they.
Oh dear. :( Should I hum the Jaws music or the theme from Dragnet? Or both? Dear gods! Can't you complain to the landlord? And get other tenants (who must also be annoyed) to do that too? Well yes. Your body is trying to tell you something. ;)