Gerard started poking around in the cupboards -- his favorite purple mug was missing again, blast it. It was just one of those days. He grabbed a couple subpar teal and stoneware mugs and set them out on the counter.
"Well, Cornwall's nice, at least. And fire-breathing guinea pigs?" Gerard laughed, startled. "Good to see not too much's changed, then. Those guys are always up to something. Has anyone ever proved that time they let those clothing-locusts loose was an accident?" He loved the Experimental Magic department, honestly.