He vaguely recalls a saying something along the lines of no honour and thieves. But ah well.
"Okay, because my hat bites now." As a demonstration, he tosses his hat into the air where teeth spring from the lining and the hat begins to growl and snap as it hops along the ground. "And I've got other magic defense spells on stuff but that's different." The hat hops towards Martin and jumps back on his head, back to being an innocent magic hat. "That's good you don't though. Because Bea would know right away. She knows everything."
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