[Front Door]

"Hmm? Oh, yes, my little friend here is indeed a squirrel. His name is Cedric. Say hello, Cedric!"

The squirrel lets out a hideous shriek as its jaw unhinges, its mouth opening seemingly impossibly wide, revealing that in place of the usual tongue one would expect to find inside, there's something rolled up rather like a butterfly's proboscis. This unravels rapidly, stretching out a couple of feet or so, a long thin tongue from the end of which a short thing needle-like section slides out.

Clearly this squirrel does not eat nuts.

The tongue folds away again and the jaw snaps shut, moments later.

"Aww, Cedric, are you feeling hungry my dear? Now now, Mummy will fetch you a nice drink in a little while, be patient." The woman pats the squirrel gently on the head and smiles at Magtok. "Please excuse my little friend's behaviour, he sometimes gets a little excited when meeting new people. I am here to join."