"Crocodiles you say?" A sly smirk was spreading across Lillet face and she fought desperately to keep from giggling. "Oh my goodness. I do hope they don't breathe fire. Or maybe the street covers might burn the tires as cars pass over them?"

Okay, no, that was silly. This was silly. She can't help but laughing out loud. And, on cue, a fairy appears and starts giggling along with her.