Ennis sighed and pulled out her last two Rawst berries. 'This is all I got! This and no more! Understand me, ya' little moocher?'

Ennis gets an idea. 'Here, see if you can catch one in each of your mouths, your front and your hair mouth at the same time.' She moves to the side of the little fellah and throws one just infront of it and one right behind it.