"More erotic than usual?" Harry's brows rose. Yes, he was aware of the bawdy humor in the plays that were in common circulation. He wasn't sure he wanted to know how erotic Elizabethan literature could get. "You must have really missed that."
It was pretty obvious that Bob was jumping up and down with glee.
"I'm not sure what to look for," he mused. He'd stayed well away from the wishing well, not trusting that kind of magic to grant a boon without exacting a fee. But what about this? "There must be close to a hundred people on the island. A hundred presents. How did you manage to find yours in the pile?"