With a skeptical glance at the man Lucy took the proffered paper. A frown furrowed her brow as she looked at her name inked in to the form. What in Merlin's beard? Was Anthony or Reg pulling a prank on her? If they were she was certainly going to let them have a piece of her mind.

The door opened behind her and she could hear the excited call of her middle son, "Come on, it's here!" The sound of footsteps racing stilled as they almost ran in to her back. She didn't need to turn to know the culprit had stilled upon seeing her on the step, but turn her did to the sight of Tony looking as if he'd eaten a lemon whole and Charlie almost colliding into his younger brother. "Anthony. Charlie." She greeted them dryly with a nod. "Would you happen to know anything about a shipment of dragon dung?" Oh she knew that look, the guilty one that slid over the boys faces. Well at least that mystery was solved. They were working out what to say, she could see it on their faces. Charlie stepped in front of his younger brother, "Yes mother." At act of sibling sacrifice Lucy knew too well from her own childhood. "Very well. I will speak with you later. Go wait for me in the nursery."

She turned back to the man in front of her lips pursed tersely. "It seems we did order this." Distaste was evident in her tone. Boys. Now what did she do about getting rid of the stuff. With a small sigh she realized that it was going to take more than talking to the man on the stairs to make this problem come in. "You may as well come inside so we can get this matter sorted."