The idea of memory foam intrigued Eloise. It was a bit of a foreign concept to her as a witch, but she was sure she'd heard people mention it before. She'd met a lot of Muggles over years of being on the move. Happy to take a little break, she took a short running leap. Only after she was airborne did it occur to her that it might be a little rude to jump onto someone else's new mattress.
Looking a little embarrassed, she rolled onto her stomach. Her coffee cup, sitting on the floor and long ago abandoned, caught her eye. "Hey, is this one of those ones that you're supposed to be able to put glasses of things on then not have it tip?"