*Ersby walks in with a small cloud hovering on a leash*
This is all the rage nowadays. Small domesticated meteorological phenomena are the new in-things to have. This is just a baby, of course. When it’s grown up it should be about half the size of Luxembourg, at which point I’ll let it free into the wild.
*Cloud hovers over a chair. Sniffs it unsurely and then rains a little.*
Ha ha. That’s so cute. He’s marking out his territory.
