Quietly tip toe-ing, a figure slipped into one Lucius Malfoy's tent. Rustling around, the figure searched for something— then finally opened the cupboard where his alcohol is stored.
A few moments later, Hirutazu Mayumi is spotted skipping around with a large smile on her face, happily humming with a much lighter pocket, free of the sleeping drought she bought.
For it is now, all properly disposed of.