"Okay."
I pull an antique phone from thin air and dial in a number.
"Hey, Franky! Yeah, It's me. I have a friend who's acting.. weird." I say into the phone, "What kind of weird? Changing shape and color, transmuting into various types of matter.. Hmm.. Ok I'll open up a portal. Your payment will be ready once you've checked him out."
I wave my hand and a door appears, it opens to reveal a very tall dark haired man in a white lab coat.
"Where is the.. patient?" He inquires.
“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