*Matty was about to get up and clean the spot for her if she didn't get it but the notebook in his back pocket got ice cold then fire hot. Pulling it out his smile grew. It was his uncle.*
"Sorry, my uncles writing me."
*Pulling out his wand he wrote back and then closed it. He loved his pocket notebook. A way to keep in contact with his very busy aunt and uncle.*
"These are so cool. Ever seen one?"