 NeeNee Omniscient Omnipotent Pie Maker
Caroline nodded serenely. "So this is not her best day ever," she commented, setting her bag on the desk and manouvering around to perch near Celandine. "First and formost, before I begin, I would like to know why Miss Toussaint was taking anit-lusting potion, who was administering it, what was the perscribed dosage, and how did she come to excede the dosage to," she gestured to he lethargic young girl in her midst, "this effect. I can't run the risk of making anything worse, you understand."
While she waited for an answer she began unpacking her bag. Phials of potion of every colour imaginable seemed to materialize from the little satchel. It made one wonder what charms were placed on it and just how big it was on the inside.
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