Lyra waited, and waited....and waited.............and waited.


And waited...No squid yet.


"Umm, Mr. Groundskeeper, Man, Sir Masterson, how long will it take for this super squid to come and, as you say, "talk" to us?" She was such a drama queen sometimes and she just had to be in the spotlight of everything possible. She wouldn't be Lyra Noir if she weren't the center of attention. Now more students were showing up, she wanted to have her chat with the squid because he ruined her things...

except for her muggle clothing, shoes and her important letter(s).