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"Fooruman," I addressed the wizard as I assessed the cupboard, "would you be able to get up there using your Quantum Squaredance spell?"
"Alas, no," he sighed, "I can only use that spell in combat. And we could never have a battle here! There was no lead-in, no villain, and no cryptic foreshadowing."
"Er, if you say so." I thought a minute, then pulled the trolley in front of the cupboard. "Faw, get on this."
"You're going to stand on me again, aren't you?"
"Yes. Now get on the trolley."
He reluctantly complied, holding me up. I reached up with the crowbar to knock the things off the top, but evidently they were all nailed or glued down or something. And then the trolley slipped out from under Faw, which didn't help.
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