Damien chuckled at the thought; but almost at once the grin dropped from his face when he was on the receiving end of a severe silent chiding from deep inside his jacket pocket.  Damien looked cautiously from side to side before whispering to Bugger;<em>“Don’t suppose you have a taste for shrunken heads as well do you?”</em><br/><br/>Bugger croaked in response but had no concern about the proximity of Damien’s ear to its mouth; the sound made him wince; he could feel a headache coming on and wondered if Ally was able to knock up any chocolate paracetamol.  The bells jingled and he noticed a flame haired figure enter the shop; she sat and seemed preoccupied with something; but Damien smiled anyway; he had been doing a lot of that since he first happened upon the curious store.  He sat back for a little while; opting to share the fondue fruits with the toad rather than try and discreetly eat them all himself.