Poe snapped his fingers, and a closet door opened. When it came to what little cleaning they did, Poe took charge, if only so precious baby sister didn't have to lift a finger. "You'll find what you need in there." But yes, something else to think over.

If he was as rich as he claimed, wouldn't he be used to servants and the like doing his work for him? Stranger and stranger still.

Magica, unaware of the new things her brother learned, chose to take a seat. "Might as well. You'd be our first guest in ages. I don't think even Mother and Father had anyone over in their time."