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Mr.Poe,some sorta genius

The Baudelaire orphans where all wide-awake in Mr.Poe's car, riding through a town on the way to their new house like the do in every book. This time it was different though. The orphans where not wide awake because they where nervous, this time they where wide-awake because Mr.Poe was not coughing!

"Um, Mr.Poe?" Violet chirped.

"What is it, Violet?" Mr.Poe asked, in a very clear, unsicklike voice.

"Are you feeling okay?" Violet tapped her finger on the seat. If Mr.Poe wasn't coughing, then he must be terribly sick.

"Never better, Violet, why?"

"Well," Klaus interjected, "You're not…coughing." He knew as he was saying it that he must have sounded like a moron.

"Why, I have finally come to my senses, dear lad!" Mr.Poe exclaimed, throwing his arms up and swerving the car.

"Bgsfhsrthsd!" Sunny cried.

Sunny's siblings decided that that meant 'Why Mr.Poe, what ever dose that mean?"

"What do you mean, Mr.Poe?"

"I went out and bought some of that new stuff. Cough Medicine, ever hear of it?" Mr.Poe exclaimed happily.

There was a awkward science until Sunny murmured one word.

"Hewg." This most defiantly meant something like Moron.