Pet waved her wand over the wards and locks, letting the third Kenneth that evening into the shop again. "I have something that should get you back to normal too, upstairs," she offered, weaving around the counter and through the back room, calling out as she started up the stairs. "Kenneth, it's just us, it's Pet and George! I'll be in in just a minute, let me get him sorted."
She turned left into what had been Al's flat, opening her store cupboard and pulling out another vial, handing it to George. "Drink up, you'll be back to your preferred set of twins before you know it."