Suddenly, in a swift movement of a black death robe, a bucketfull of treacle hits the Raven, slamming him into a nearby wall.
Mynx walks up to the bird, peels him off the wall and into a small black box.
She then proceeds to set up a stall, the black box sitting on the table.
It begins to shake as inside a voice is heard
"Oi! Airhole!"
Without looking, Mynx picks up a spare screwdriver and stabs the box. A muffled squawk is heard before the Raven presses his eye to the airhole.
Finally, Mynx finishes the stall and sits there expectantly, occasionally hitting the box as it attempted to backchat.
Passerbys stopped to read the sign...
THIS BOX SAYS THE TRUTH! 5 GELD!