Despite falling for the pickle cake pop prank, Ron still ate his. He glared over to where the perpetrator sat with her bushy-haired friend and started planning his retaliation. "What can I do with my limited resources? Ooh, how about prank calling her? How could I make that work?" Grabbing one more helping of chips, he hurried back down the stairs to the Hufflepuff concealed entrance. Once inside, he dumped his stuff on the couch and went into the first available phone booth. Ron stared at the device, trying to remember what the High Inquisitor had said about operating it. Picking up the receiver, he listened for the dial tone, and yelled, "Briallen Potter!"