By royal decree, Tuesdays are now Wednesdays, and nobody has the nerve to check. Two now, and a third if the moth demands tribute.

The scepter is heavy, the crown is itchy, and still the people want opinions. Buy two cases: one to rule, one to be ruled by.

Alchemy is the art of staring at things until they change, and I stare very well. Buy two, then hide one in the moat.