Silk: Guess who I just ran into? Our old friend, Brill.
Belgarath: What was he doing here?
Silk: Learning to fly, last time I saw him.
Belgarath: Oh. Was he having any luck with it?
(there is a muffled 'thump' from far below, a brief pause, and then another)Silk: Does bouncing count?
From a book.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
― Hogfather