"I hope tomorrow's a nice day," said Dad when he came home on Friday. "We need to tidy up the garden before winter really comes. Would you like to help me with it?"
"'You see,' continued the Oldest Goblin, in his dragon voice, 'We dragons eat humans partly because they taste nice, especially the tender young ones and partly because they're full of the crunchy bit
He wasn't all that surprised to see her suddenly appear in his living room. After all, goblins are used to magic folk and sudden appearances by friends were not all that unusual.