- Albus: Teddy, pretend to be my mom to Scorpius's mom.
- Teddy: [picks up the phone] Hello? This is...Mum Potter. The children are playing swords. Sorry. Playing with swords. Oh no. They are dead. Do not call again. [hangs up]
- Scorpius and Albus: ...
- Teddy: Sorry, I panicked.
Any advice for an artist that is perpetually on the brink of starting a comic? sometimes it seems like such a monumental effort, and i don't know where to start.