"It would be just something if the Twin made evil twins."

"Mwahahahahahahahahah!" Juniper cackles, then stops and clears her throat. "Sorry, that was an accident."

Tyler smiles a bit at that. Not maliciously, but honestly.

It stops pretty quickly.

Maya laughs. "No, see, we're evil twins, so obviously we're smarter than that and so we don't tell them." She fake-sighs at Juniper. "Did nobody tell you in the initiation?"

"But maybe I'm pretending I'm not an evil twin by being so obviously bad at being an evil twin that no one suspects I am, in fact, an evil twin."

"But then, maybe I'm pretending even more, by fakely referencing our initiation in such a way as to make it sound ridiculous and therefore divert suspicion even further."

She blinks and turns to the others, saying, "I'm not, by the way, just to make that clear."

"But that's exactly what an evil twin would say."

"I guess we'll never know the truth, then."

Jess seems somewhat amused.

"We'll just have to keep an eye on all these twins and make sure they don't do anything evil," Sadde declares.

"Yeah," says Tyler, sounding thrilled. "Wouldn't want us to go tormenting the townsfolk or whatever."

Theo looks at Tyler, also not seeming super thrilled, then looks back.

And eventually they arrive at the Maxwells'. The honest-to-god butler doesn't bat an eye at the myriad twins and merely asks whether they will desire tea or something else to eat.

Jess has already eaten – and therefore so has Maya, sort of.

Theo, however, has not. And it's been a while since school, so uh, yeah, it'd be nice if they could have something to eat? (He makes sure to ask politely.)

The butler nods and goes fetch the food.

"...sssso."

"So," says Maya. "I have no idea what we're doing about me."

"Yyyeah… Mum didn't seem super excited or anything – again, sorta sorry, feel like it's kinda my fault – but eye-dee-kay?"

Tyler: standing quietly in the background, near to a wall. As usual.

"Well, erm, first order of business is, I suppose, what to do. I assume Mr. Farron was okay with Tyler from his very monosyllabic answer, but there's still the matter of... I mean, I dunno, if I were in any of your places I'd want to know as much as I could about magic and get in on it and stuff?"

"Well I do. Even if I can't do magic."

"I think it was actually polysyllabic, just barely," puts in Theo.

"We can just hang around trying to think of ideas?" suggests Jess to Willow. "And providing wonderful moral support, that too."

"Yeah," says Maya, smiling. "Knowing about magic would be nice – are there, uh, different strengths? Do I have some weak type of magic meaning I can't actually do any weird thing myself, or do I maybe have something like your things…?"

"Woo, moral support."