[he knows the canon, and he's not above thinking that there might be something there. so he goes about checking the staircase, skittering around when he believes no one is looking.
and then he picks a quarter from somewhere in his robes, and squatting by the staircase, he flicks it nonchalantly riiiiiiiight into it.]
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and then he picks a quarter from somewhere in his robes, and squatting by the staircase, he flicks it nonchalantly riiiiiiiight into it.]