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"...and who would you be?" is the first thing I can force out of my mouth. It was a rather unexpected occurrence, coming across a tall old guy with a conical hat who seems to be half-composed of facial hair frantically gulping down a glass of water in my kitchen. He clearly notices me, but continues to drink, holding up one finger in my direction as if to say 'wait'. Still rather perplexed, I wait at the entrance to the kitchen as the wizard continues gulping down his glass of water. It goes on for a rather long time, as no matter how much he drinks, the water in the glass never diminishes, nor does he seem to run out of breath. Several minutes pass as he drinks and drinks and drinks. Finally, however, he slows down and stops. I almost expect him to answer my question, but instead he opens the fridge with a muttered 'sorry', and begins rummaging through it. He extracts some cheese, ham, and butter, and holds his other hand out in an imperious manner. I, having approached closer, have to duck as the bread box opens up and a loaf of bread flies into his hand. He takes a slice, and having produced a knife out of his sleeve, he proceeds to dump his ingredients on the counter and slather the bread with butter and pile it high with cheese and ham. He proceeds to cram it frantically into his mouth, obscured as it is by his beard, and after swallowing he takes several bites of cheese and ham on their own. He turns to me, and as I'm noting how his beard is strangely un-encrusted with crumbs, he pulls off one of the many rings on his fingers, and shoving it to me, mutters, "For your trouble." He puts it down on the counter, burps, backs up a few steps and vanishes. I stand there for a while, then grunt, close the fridge, and totter back to bed. I've no idea what just happened, but I'll deal with it in the morning.