Huey had his own questions. "Do witches need more carbs in order to perform magic? Is there a correlation between casting a spell and how much energy you have? For example, when flying your broom, does your body weight have an effect-"

"Boy, think very carefully if you're trying to call me fat."

Huey shut up.

With that, Magica stood up. "Look, my family and that stubborn goose aren't the sharpest tools in the shed. You don't have to sing my praises. Just don't ask them any questions, and distract them when they ask you any."