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Liisa 
Hearing Jake's voice over the calming sounds of the fireplace, Professor Morgan rose from her chair and wrapped the blanket around her shoulders. She walked to him and placed her hand on his forehead. Some habits, it seemed were impossible to break. "Morning, Jake," she said. "How do you feel?"
Somewhat astonished by the early morning visitor, Iliana rushed over to her door and flung it open. "OH!! Professor Kapoor, please come in," she said, standing as far from the wintery air as she could manage while still holding the door partially open for him.
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Good morning!" He beamed right back at Professor Morgan and stepped into her hut. A gust of the cold air grew a bit stronger and caused the end of the scarf he knitted himself to billow theatrically as he shut the door behind him.
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Zoerawrr Immensely relieved, Jake smiled at Professor Morgan, yawning as she felt his forehead, probably for a temperature. She was such a woman at times.
No complaining from him, though.
"I'm 'kay," he mumbled, squinting around and searching for his glasses, feeling blindly around for them on the bed and any surfaces. "Mmmmmy mmmmmuscles are ruh-ruh-really stiffffff, 'nd 'm aching ever'whurr, and you betturrr b'lieve uh c'n feel thuh bruises," he slurred out, a little worse than the night before. "'Nd mah heart... 's racing... but 'm uhkay."
At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and Jake started frantically searching for his glasses, in case it was Bunbunz and he needed to escape.
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Mr. Upstead! Pleasure to see you again." He said greeting Jake as well.
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Professor Morgan, I'm sorry to disrupt your morning, but I've been having some trouble with my fwooper. I was wondering if you could have a look at him for me?" The pocket wiggled a little at the small chihuahua adjusted for comfort. "
Also," he said reaching into the pocket and pulling out the dog as if it were a piece of candy. "
Do you know to whom this might belong?".