"Good joke," Felicity smiles. "Don't milk it."

A few tears run down her face. Is it allergies? Deep gratitude for Mr. Mister McFluff's help? Extreme joy brought about by this childhood game of make-believe?

"I'm having a little trouble breathing," Felicity wheezes.

Well, we have our answer.

"But it's fine."

She gently pushes Frederick Flufferson closer to his new partner. "We'll have to be careful. Farmer Dill is a ba-- baaa-- baaaaaa--" Felicity 'detonates' another sneeze inside herself. "--a bad man."