He rubbed his finger over his bottom lip, pinching it between his fingers. "True...it gets a little messy when they die." He thought a moment. He watched the box fly onto the sofa. "Hey! At least give it a looksie." He pried it open like it had been wrapped. "Come look at these squirrel tails. They will shrink your head considerably and then..." he put them on, "Abracadabra! Instant silence!"