"And on that note." Ghastly finally managed to raise himself up high enough to send Tanith tumbling off his shoulders, and that let him get properly to his feet. "Someone said something about dinner. We can always keep lounging in the Grand Mage's office and worry every single employee who walks into the room, but then we wouldn't have a chance to top Fletcher and Rafe painting Dublin red."

"We can't have that, can we?" Tanith muttered.

Ghastly looked down, murmured an apology, and offered her a hand. Erskine refused to get up without Anton in tow, Fletcher followed the more gentlemanly of the examples and helped Valkyrie up to her feet, and Saracen grudgingly rolled off Descry with a grunt as he hit the floor.

"If hula-dancing over the Ha'Penny Bridge is the best that you can come up with, Rover," said Skulduggery, "then I'm going to have to question whether Raphael brought you back with all of your mental faculties intact."