Ariadne pulled back, to allow the shark to explore his other guest. Javert was right, the shark was a bit like a puppy. Although the teeth were a little more intimidating. And there was less slobber. A giggled threatened its way out, but Ariadne pressed her lips together, just smiling instead. The amusement made it ways out through her eyes, those gleaming silver coins at the bottom of a fountain.

"The last time he brought me down here, I just pet him until he fell asleep. Or, until I thought he was asleep, anyway." She shrugged. "I guess he only wanted a little nap. And was sad to wake up and find me gone."

She gave the shark a stern look from over the top of the tea set, as she added yet another spoonful of sugar to her own cup. "You know we can't stay here forever, naughty boy," she said, with the closest thing Ariadne possessed to a stern tone of voice. "We have to go back to Folkmore. There are people who are waiting for me there." She glanced at Javert, giving him a smile. "People I need to introduce to my new friend."