Eliza took a seat at the table. It was nice to be under the starry ceiling, to see the golden plates and goblets, to feel the stone floor and walls, and the wood benches and tables. She fel like she'd been away for ages! She fished a pack of Every Flavour Beans out of her new robes. She'd grown ever taller (if that was possible), and had got a new set of robes, the fabric still smelt new. As she tore the packet open, half of them fell on the floor. She sighed.