(Ack! Stop that, you'll give him ideas! He's been well behaved for a week now. Who knows what is cooking in his devious mind?)
The Frumpy Fairy Godmother gives a small cough, interrupting her reverie, then speaks in a soft voice. "You know, that bowl looks more like something you'd serve food in than put... " She gives a quick look to Trinity and catches herself before she says the "P" word, "errr... the other stuff in."