Coven Consultation

Singing Cricket, entering, carrying a bag: Hi honey, I'm home!

Kayra: Husband!

(They kiss)

Kayra: You were in town so long! I missed you.

Kayra, examining the bag: Did you find everything on my list?

Singing Cricket, sweating: Um, well...

(The bag is emptied, revealing nothing but bottles of alcohol.)

Kayra, annoyed: Again?!

Singing Cricket, dejected: I'm sorry. And now there's nothing for dinner.

Kayra, holding a key ring: Luckily, the butcher dropped by this morning.

Singing Cricket: Great! What are we having?

(A man in his underwear stands in a cage. Kayra looks happy, while Singing Cricket is horrified.

Kayra: The butcher!