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"Decorations by us," Edda said. "I will also speak to the old man who strings lanterns at the corner. He owes me a small favor he thinks is a large one."
Penny nodded. "You two are a menace," she said. "I like it."
Pim, already half out the door with both notes, hopped from one foot to the other. "Can I put Lord Fizz on the banner," he begged. "Small in the corner. With a cool look?"
Fizz considered. "You may put the letters LF in the corner," he decreed. "In tiny letters only ants can see. Ants will be our friends."
Pim saluted and ran.
"Go get your other invitations," Penny said, pointing with her chin at the door. "We will strip the tables and beat the rugs and bribe the stove. Come back by evening and tell us how many mouths."
Fizz threw her a paw–kiss. "You will be famous," he declared. "The goddess herself will send you a ribbon."
Penny rolled her eyes and started clearing a shelf that had been a problem for a month and now suddenly had no chance against her.
