"I don't know how we'd get it from them," Bill said. "Unless we waited and hoped they came to the bank and didn't notice me yanking their hair or something."
He gave her a crooked smile.
"It's okay," he said. "I'll go grab him. I need a tea refill anyway."
He left her in the study and stopped in the washroom for a swig of Pepper-Up before fixing some more tea in the kitchen and taking the steaming mug outside to the garden, scanning the landscape for the goblin.
"Griphook?" he called, shivering. "It's Bill. Are you out here?"