Ursula, conversely, had spent many childhood hours in playpits. Especially when her no-maj grandparents had been watching her. And then they'd moved to California and having fun took a back seat to fitting in with all the high society types. Coralee certainly never would have joined the snot-nosed masses in a plastic ball pit.

"I'm a professional," she assures him and then she does take aim for his open arms, letting out a delighted shriek as balls go flying in all directions and she pulls him further into the sea with her.