"And' Odo the hero, they bore him back home ter the place tha' he'd known as a lad.
They laid him ter rest with 'is hat inside out an' his wand snapped in two, which--"

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

Firth ceased his singing immediately. If that was Peyton... His cheeks went red. "Jus' a minute!" he yelled in a thoroughly non-melodic manner. Composing himself, he strode to the door, prepared to talk details. To his surprise, a much shorter person stood at the door.

A bit surprised, Ali recovered quickly. "Oh, i's you, Kinsley. I wondered when I might be see'in yeh."