It couldn't be helped. Heather had started laughing at the scene before her, at the flailing and screaming professor. Until Professor Airey started stomping and splashing, that was. "Ahhahhahah........" *choke splutter spit-take* "EWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!! PROFESSOR AIREY, YOU GOT SWAMP WATER IN MY MOUTH!!!!!!!!!! EWWWWW!!!!!!!!" *splutter splutter* Ugh, so gross. So gross. Mouthwash, she needed mouthwash desperately. Like now.

Needless, to say, she was so distracted by the swamp incident that nothing else was registering. Except for the part about another corridor.