She glanced over as the boys entered the room, noting the feast must have ended and there would be ample work to be done in both the Great Hall and the kitchens. "Mister Ronan, Mister Abraham" she said with a slight bow. "Enjoy food at the feastest? Tinka bring up trunksies and tidy up common room."

Her eyes widened briefly as Mister Ronan turned green, wondering why the studentsies would want to turn green. Pink was a much better color. Before continuing, she glanced down to make sure her whisk was still securely tied to her waist. "Does Misters need anything Tinka help with?"