Miss Charlotte had absolutely no idea. She thrashed her head from side to side several times, but the mustache still remained stubbornly stuck to her face. The spirit's eyes went wide, and she was silent a moment before starting to squeak excitedly.

Her person was magic.

Her person, meanwhile, was staring wide-eyed at Jeeves for an entirely different reason. That was terrible. They just locked them away for no reason at all? Because they were too noisy sometimes? That wasn't how you kept pets, they shouldn't have made them if they didn't want them. "It would not be. very nice to make things. stop being and then. be again. when it is convenient." Hatchworth leaned down to pat Miss Charlotte's head carefully. "Someone should send. a camera with them. and see."