"You did see carrot people," Angus looked at Abbey. Abbey nodded. "Did you see anything else that doesn't normally happen?"
"Lots," Abbey nodded.
"Great," Michael sighed. "This is how I got that house of mine. What else did you see, Abbey?"
"'Nanas. Lots of nanas. Cookies...." she began.
"Wait," Angus said, "You're sure you saw nanas?"
"Uh huh," she said.
"How many?"
"Lots and lots of nanas," she said.
"What were they doing?" Angus asked. Abbey got up from her chair and started dancing. "Which way did they go?" he asked. She pointed in every direction.
"Well, add some dancing bananas to that list," Angus said. "And some runaway cookies. Did you see other things?"
"Food," she said. "But Mo eated a cookie."
"He did?"
"He catched it and eated it," she nodded.
"That's okay. Sounds like he earned it," Angus said. "Alright, we'd better do an inventory in the pantry and the refrigerators. Sounds like our groceries are running about."
"Don't take any nonsense from them," Michael said. "Bananas are usually a pretty rebellious lot. Be firm and consistent with them and send them back to the kitchen. You might want to take some sunglasses with you, in case the hot sauce is loose. It's always rather rude when its bewitched."