Again, mutual looks of puzzlement. This kind of technology almost sounded like another form of magic, that's how foreign it was to them. At least Magica seemed pleased by what she had understood, smiling as she thought of a larger garden and more to work with. Poe noticed her expression, and frowned a little - he wanted to stop his poor sister from working in the mud and dirt, not encourage it.

Still, reality was a harsh mistress. "They are going to wonder why we're getting all these fancy new things, while they're being left high and dry." Magica pointed out. "So perhaps a few security measures should be added to all these new features."