Edie is walking home from school. It's something she's done hundreds, thousands of times before. It's later than usual, but not really out of the ordinary--sometimes clubs let out late. It happens.
It's a perfectly safe route.
"Oh yeah you don't remember that. You're really hard to get useful information out of! It's like pulling teeth!"
"'Like pulling teeth' is an idiom. It has nothing to do with your teeth or lack thereof."
If it didn't have much to do with you or was never going to happen again or something like that.
"Magic exists, when I woke up this morning it was the seventeenth of February, then suddenly it was today, right now, then some other stuff happened and it was now again."
"Not the first time, but the second time...I had just told the fluff about it, it said it would try to figure it out."