Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that can't figure out what was so bad about Hitler.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A great crested newt
A Dragon Egg (Hatched)
My favorite piece of equipment... though I haven't used it in months
A bag of crudely crushed coffee beans
A Phoenix Down
An Overdue Medical Bill
A Scroll of Gennaro's Additional Parking
A Good Man
A compass (the circle-drawing kind)
A Devil on your shoulder

>_