"Feeling much better, thanks," Angus said. "Sometimes, a hot shower and clean clothes can really be a helpful thing. Jerk chicken? Finally! He's been with us now for weeks, and we're just now getting some legitimate jerk chicken. Jerk chicken sauce is made with scotch bonnet peppers, and they're almost the same amount of heat as a habanero pepper. I've had jerk chicken, and its one of my favorites, but to have Nicky fix it? I'm sure it will be mind blowing. Sounds like we don't have to cook tonight. That'll be nice for a change."
"I'm making two batches," Nicky told Angus. "One with scotch bonnets and one without. I know we have a lot of children here, and I know not all adults can eat hot peppers either. So I'm making two kinds."
"Good plan," Angus said, as Nicky set a glass down in front of him.
"Try the Ting, and see what you think," Nicky told him. Angus took a sip and smiled.
"Now, that is the real deal. Excellent. You might like this, Ru. Ting is basically a crisp, clean tasting grapefruit soda," Angus told her. "Nicky, did you guys ever find Fudge yesterday?"
"We did," Nicky laughed. "He had somehow gotten shut up in the bread bin. He was fine, but he was mighty angry. That little bowtruckle can have a mighty big temper."
"Yes, he certainly can," Angus agreed. "I thought we were keeping the c-o-o-k-i-e-s in the bread bin."
"So they're safe from little hands? Yes. We are, but somehow he was in there with the shortbread that I had dipped in chocolate. I don't know why, because he made it quite clear he does not eat shortbread."
"Where is he now? His tree is empty."
"With Kate, I believe. In her pocket. Sam wanted to smuggle him back to Hogwarts with him today, and apparently, Fudge told Simone he didn't want to go because he believed Sam would starve him to death," Nicky laughed.
"Not intentionally," Angus laughed.