[For a bare moment his eyes rest on her tail, before returning with a shake of his head and a small chuckle.]

Ah, of course. Do take my apology,
I meant not you to change, but instead me
Preform such magic on you
If the lady let me do.

[As he speaks he wanders into the kitchen, checking the cupboards until he hinds a suitable bowl. The baking soda gets deposited on the counter, while his broom is laid across the sink.]