Omnes adsint, quamvis dementi, quamvis nefasti.

"Kind of cozy in here," the Piper said, joining the Tailor in the closet. They had no idea what the Tailor was doing in here, but knowing them, it was probably something dangerous, exciting, or both. And if they were trying to spy on the Professor, maybe they'd find out something that could help them both suck less in next week's class?

Or they could just lie down in the corner and take a nap. That sounded nice too.