"I'm afraid to touch it. If I touch it, I'm going to want to turn it. If I turn it, and get into trouble, mum is going to give me those big 'you weaseled again ALREADY' look and speech. Oh sweet Braggi I hate the speech, Dagmar. She doesn't talk much and to have her use her month's quota on words to tell me how I dissapointed rips me up awful" siv sighs longingly looking at the thing 'what's an egress anyway?"