Hmm. Glenn didn't know what that thing was called. She let her gaze wander to the flowers and looked at them a for a couple of minutes as everyone answered, thinking over what they could be doing with them today.
She supposed they could be turning the... thimble, or whatever the others were calling it into something. Probably flowers. But the others had already said that. Glenn fiddled straightening her skirt while everyone continued answering, smoothing the pleats that the house elves had ironed in. |