<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Location: Manor Music Room</strong></span><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/Pp8NKLt.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/zqADNrV.jpg)<br/></div><br/>The firm smack upside the head sent the doll stumbling forward, immediately cutting off the music, "Waah! Goodness by the Maker!" the doll exclaimed in a masculine, if foppish, voice as it managed to catch it's balance, "Oh no, so you've managed to get past my defenses, I guess I knew it was only a matter of ti-..." the doll started to say, turning to face what it probably thought were the witch's minions, only to pause when it saw the party. Immediately they could see this doll was significantly more expressive than Chinoise was, as a rather realistic, and no doubt genuine, expression of confusion worked across their face, "Who...are you?" they asked, looking them up and down, "You're not all...waxy..." they observed, "You're not with...<em>her</em>...are you?" they asked, taking a few cautious steps back.