I’m a tiny room with very big responsibilities. Emergencies happen here, reflections are judged here, and soap is often overused. Please knock. Dignity is fragile.

The wizard said, Pay no attention to the man behind me!

Ah, me dearie! In this leather pouch, fortune finds its cozy rest, clink-clink goes the gold, snug as a leprechaun's nest. A guardian o' luck, it dances with rainbows in yer pocket.

My name is a lie, but that is not all: my shape, my outsides, my insides, my whole existence. I’m advertised as this, but the name is quite off base. Still, it’s fun to watch reactions during first-time tasting sessions.

Flakes fall Settled dust Gone with the wind Not of a season, but of a seasoned person