Zook Looked towards the first person to say something to him and gave a big smile.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Yes it is, which is why I made sure to bring something to dry off with! The name's Zook. Try one of these see-through, weightless towels!</span>"<br/><br/>Zook uttered these words like a carriage salesman offering some sugar-coated bread to a customer before he whipped another imaginary towel out from behind him and threw it towards the newest person to join him under the bridge. He directed his prestidigitation to leave a short arc of sparkles to indicate the path of the nonexistent towel from Zook's hand to the human's head, which would soon find itself drying from this favorite spell of Zook's.