Fiorella has just proved string theory. She stuffed a carton of marshmallow eggs in a corner cabinet on the day before Easter and saw it disappear beneath the lazy-susan shelf, but a prolonged search with flashlight has yet to locate the eggs. And it's not as if the carton isn't about twelve inches long, three inches wide, and three inches deep. Obviously, the sweet has been snatched into anther dimension
It's either that or Harry Potter's house elves got a craving for Easter candy.