It was nice to be properly listened to for a change. He could always tell, and once he noticed Cinna's intent smile, he grinned a little back.

"They're fantastic. I could wear them. We'd match. The peacocks and I, that is," he sniggered, now thinking that he might have a feathered outfit to look forward to. And to think, it would even be tasteful.

"It's this method of travelling by fireplace. They developed a powder, and you just throw it in the fire and say where you want to go, and then you're there. But you have to be clear about it, and you'd better hope that your destination is on the Network, otherwise you're not going to make it. Nasty business, not making it."