She watched, wide eyed, as the young house elf continued to make a mess of the laundry. "NO, NO, NO. Toddles stop make messes. Toddles down now and cleanies up." She shook her whisk at him, using every bit of control in her body to not run over and bop him on the head.

"Toddles not fixes problems. Toddles make more workies." Her head whipped around at the sound of Pips. "Toddles not workies. Toddles make big messes and not cleansies." She used her whisk to point at the laundry "Pips help Tinka get Toddles work?"