Noah nodded. "Sure it will be." he watched as the aeroplane flew out of the box and held back a yawn. He smiled. Oh, the one day he felt like this and he had to do actual work. The cruelty!
"Okay," Noah stood up and scowled after the aeroplane. Die, aeroplane, die die die! He shut the door and started trying to catch the aeroplane, but it was flying too high. "Oh, c'mon!" he tried cooing to it, but it seemed to just look at him, teasing and soaring higher.

Noah sighed and stuck his hands in his pockets, still scowling up at the wretched thing. "Oh. Duh." he felt around for his wand and pulled it out, pointing it at the aeroplane. "I am such an idiot...Accio!" the aeroplane rushed into his hands and he held onto it tight, yet not tight enough to ruin it's form. He shoved it into the box next to Catlin and shut the lid.

"There. Tah-dah!" he exclaimed, sitting next to Catlin and looking at the spade. "Find anything wrong? It just looks old." Noah looked closer, blinking. "Oh...maybe it's just...dirty. It is a spade, afterall...I guess. Or it's old."

Rambling again, of course.