Home to all of your bedtime stuff, or tshirts and shorts. When you slide this object out, hopefully it stays on course!

Have you ever seen an ice cream cone? Now imagine its shape, I'm not a clone. With me, your words reach far and wide. Choose the direction, they're amplified.

It starts with one and spreads to thousands. It’s the first thing people notice about you. It’s how hearts say hi without talking. What am I?

I grow in bunches on a vine, Most are sweet and taste just fine, Crush me down and let me ferment, And soon I'm part of something elegant, When news travels far from ear to ear, You might say you heard it through somewhere near, I'm a small ball, coloured purple, green or red, Don't drink too much or I'll go to your head.

Last four seal a vow Together, cats chase it, meow Makes a cello sing And holds together a broken thing