Trismegistus

Hah, that sounds about right! Although, neither your party's stew prep or yesterday's Adventures in Commerce beat the time our GM, in the guise of an octogenarian grandmother threw a garbage can molotov cocktail through a window to get us player characters moving. (To be fair, this was Call of Cthulhu, where rushing in can have seriously bad repercussions...)

Incidentally, we're currently dealing with a werewolf problem of our own, which, come to think about it, perhaps explains the shopping. ^.~