"What's Common?" Kara asks. She'd have to ask Winn to translate anything into Elvish for her. She never could get into Lord of the Rings, which almost made Winn stop being her friend.

Gosh, she misses Winn. She misses home. She misses her sister, and her real bed.

Those feelings make her glare up at the Manor as they come to a stop, the doorway seeming to smile at them, beckoning them closer.

But first, there's an umbrella. She really doesn't understand the point of the flipping umbrella. It's an umbrella!

"What does actual real magic mean?" she asks.