Oh Merlin's soggy bread, they were going to try being difficult. In her time here, Healer Poppy realised they always liked to be difficult. Couldn't just be happy they weren't panicking anymore. Ungrateful! Her bread had been the absolute bees knees. All they had to do was eat it and question nothing.

The smile remained in place, the woman accepting she really would have to move to plan B. There was no time to waste convincing them, least of all when young Trent was now threatening to alert the Headman. With a bit of wandless magic, she popped open one of the vials in the sack she concealed behind her back.

"No need, no need." Trent would be along soon enough, she was sure.

"We'll get the lights ourselves, I've come to start the playyy!!" Just a little more, she would wait for the potion to permeate the area. Once panic set in, she would set off the rest to seep into the audience. Nothing to see here, just a friendly Healer here to move things along.

Show time.