"Tinka lost the whisk, yes!!!"

Or maybe someone had stolen it.

...Had studentses and studentsies arrived early? Was this a prank? Suspiciously, Tinka raised her tear strained purple gave and surveyed the area. Seemed unlikely but she could NOT be sure enough.

Argyle was very kind as always but she was busy trying to cook. Nimma was without Toddles (????) but she received a shaky nod as Tinka headed over to Pips.

She bent over, crawled under tables. "Has Pips found the whisk yet? No? Yes?????"