Lex looked over at the Headmistress. "So then...no blue?" She paused to think about that then grinned over at her. "That's fine, my bowl of ice-cream is still blue so I don't think I'll mind much." And an even WIDER grin was offered before she shoveled a spoonful into her mouth. This was good stuff.

She began rocking back and forth on her cushion, feeling just a little restless. No quidditch talk but safety. The idea was still odd to her but she listened to the first statement.

If I were to find an armed creature attacking my school, I should calmly inform the nearest adult of the situation.

What in Merlin's beard??? NOOOOOO! NO no no no NO NO NO! NO! Who's dumb idea was that? She balled her hand into a fist and slammed down on the RED. Heheehhee, this was fun. "It might not be dangerous, what if he's just lost and wants some ice-cream? We have more than enough to share. The weapon might have been his birthday gift that he was willing to trade for our delicious treat. We won't know if we jump to conclusions and call in the joy-killers." Besides, the moment you alerted an adult, you stood to lose whatever valuables you could have lifted.

And another thing. When would you get time to CALMLY go find an adult?? They were the hardest things to find when you weren't in trouble and actually needed them. Press. Press. Press. Press. Was there a rule against how many times one could press these. Press. Press. Press. Press. GIGGLE.