Chasing after the gargoyle, Peyton didn't look where she was going. That was until Giles stopped out of nowhere and froze halfway to the Slytherin table. "Awww, no, Giles," Peyton said with a slight whine. She picked up the gargoyle and went to sit at the Slytherin table.

Ugh. Yuck. Arrrrrgh.

Sigh.

Well. It could be worse right? Anywaaaaaaay. She did have the spork, Dixie plate and Solo cup. Why they called it a Solo cup, she'd never understand. Peyton only filled her plate with potatoes since she didn't trust the other stuff. And she'd stuffed herself with ice cream earlier. Hehe.

Setting Giles in front of her, she tapped her wand on him and said, "Piertotum Locomotor!" She was actually concentrating on how much intent she put on that. Though it didn't help that she felt a bit giddy.

Still, Giles twitched. This made Peyton smile. "Can you roll for me, please?" she said, as if the stone figure had feelings. It listened; tucking inward and flopping forward into a roll. Peyton clapped her hand in excitement and patted the gargoyle's head.