"Aha! I knew it!" squealed Niall doing an impressive forward roll out from under the kitchen table. "Mikarumba!" I shout in fright. "Niall! What are yo doing here?!" Harry quickly pushes my pantaloons up, his face turning red. He hides his face behind a vase of flowers. "I bugged you, Quimby." Niall shouts, a single tear rolling down his sculptured cheek. "Boy golly! I thought you were my best friend Harry? And you Quimby, I thought we had something". I gasp.