"Monday it is then," Daff agreed. She might still be absolutely knackered from this whole thing, but she could probably still make it work. As she collected the parchment from him, she made a quick note of her own in the top corner about what and when and then tucked it away safely.

Daff wasn't sure why having bowtruckles on a magic tree farm would be a bad thing, but then again it appeared Mr. Hillicker was not a fan regardless. "I will make sure to leave Twiggy at home," Not that Daff was even sure she was going to be the bowtrucke's permanent home, but why not at least until she was well enough to move on. [b]"I'll see you Monday afternoon then, Mr. Hillicker, thank you for your business!" She added cheerily.