Toki was in his bedroom, currently working on his model plane of the week. It was a bomber from WWI, and it was coming together quite nicely. When he heard the knock on his door, he didn't look up, he simply continued looking down through the magnifying glass at the tiny wheel well he'd been piecing together. "Is opens!" He called out cheerfully enough. It was rare that someone knocked, so it was either one of the klokateers, Miniver, Lulu or Glyndaa, he figured. If it were anyone else, they would have just busted in.