You see the bear cooking a very large batch of strawberry shortcake.
Slowly the bear turns to you and breathes, "Come here, my pretty
one." Against everything you learned at Wizard School, plus your
own instinct, you obey the bear. "Wait!" you think.
"Did I just say 'Wizard School'? I must be remembering
something!" But before you have a chance to rack your brain for
more memories, the bear hands you a spoon loaded with whipped cream.