By the time Cutty had reached the project site, he was already feeling the effects of the potion more fully. He had drunken it at the castle in preparation for what they were about to do here. He hardly knew Mr. Kirkby, but he seemed like a strong, muscle building manly man to Cutty. Just his type. And, even more so if he happened to be brick-stupid. Actually, it was also his mother's type too. There'd probably be fights over men later on in their futures, but Cutty figured that he'd win.

He got there in time to hear Culloden greet them all and then ask them to divide into teams each charged with a particular task. Making a fire-pit? Sounded wizardly to Cutty. And it would be something that he could use later too if he were ever in a spot. You know, whilst at school one should always invest in one's own future. That's how he saw this venture.

Cutty looked over the bag which Culloden had indicated would be where they could find their materials. And headed for it. Oh, hey Bricks! He pulled one out and moved it over to the area where they'd be building the fireplace. Everyone else could duke it out over who'd manage the project with Culloden buy with the porch project, although his money was on Whitty.