Kargaz: "My favourite girl investigator, Astrella. Say hallo to Astrella, Percy." Percicval (Blue Wizard): “You are a dreadful fellow, Kargaz. I do wish you’d stop calling me ‘Percy’; my name is Percival.” K: “Whatever, Percy, my old pal.” Astrella: “Every girl is your favourite, Kargaz; and you needn’t try your usual flattery; it doesn’t work on me.” K: "Ah me, and I’m trying so hard to please, Astrella.” A: “You are indeed very trying, Kargaz.” K: “Ha – very funny, Astrella; what can I get you?” A: “Nothing. Just what are you two doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be investigating Silvanu’s disappearance?” K: ”Oh we’re on the way to the Old Forest, but it’s such a warm day and those forest paths are so dusty, and ..." A: “Any excuse for a quick pint, eh? Well, if it’s so warm why don’t you wear something more suited to the weather instead of that stuffy uniform? You could settle for a red T-shirt and red jeans if you insist on wearing red to reflect your title.” K: “Not red jeans, dear, or red trousers; only Antique experts wear those. But what about that drink while we’re all here?” A: “No. You and Percival can just accompany me to the Old Forest. Some strange things have been happening there; it reeks of Old Magic, and I, and the Arch Wizard, want to know just what. Are you listening to me, Percival? What are you staring at?” P: “He’s the only person who won’t call me Percival, you know. I don’t know why I put up with him. It’s been the same right from the start when we met at Junior Wizard Academy; no respect for my achievements.” A: “If that’s the only thing you have to worry about in your life, Percival, you should consider yourself to be a very lucky wizard. Now bestir yourselves, the pair of you, and follow me.”