Rapunzel positively beamed, delighted to hear that he was her Muffin Man. Hers alright - after all, they were partners in whistling. Er, humming. Er, one whistler and one singer. But it could work.

Winking at the boy, Punzel continued on towards her broomstick, choosing to ignore Rude Captain. This way, she could at least work and eavesdrop at the same time. A dream come true.

Humming the Muffin Man Song very softly, Rapunzel found her Nimbus in a dark corner. She blew off a few cobwebs and then walked it over to a workstation. Lucky she had her servicing kit with her....this broom was in no shape for tryouts next week! She shook her head and continued to hum to herself, working slowly but surely with cleaning cloth in hand.

She almost started giggling though, when the boy spoke. Fair lady? He can't possibly think she's pretty, she thought, polishing the handle a bit harder. And no, I'm not jealous either, Punzel told herself, picking up speed with the polishing cloth. Any faster and the friction would cause a spark to light that little shed on fire....