Marion had succumbed to flapping her arms level fretting as there was SOMETHING missing from the arrangement but she could not for the life of her recall what it was. NO, no no, there would be aaaaaaaaaaaabsoooooluuuuuuuuutely no commentary about how TECHNICALLY she was lacking life and therefore the statement moot. Shooo. SHOO now.

"Oh Toddles WOOOOOONDERFUL," she cooed at the elf. Marion glided over to the little dear and inspected all the jugs with a smile. "No, dearie, I DOOOOOOOO believe that this will be plenty. But, have you seen your mother?" Marion was certain she had asked Nimma to bring something vital to today's activities and seeing the house elf with whatever that item was would put her weary soul to rest. SHOOO. SHOOO! Awaaaay with the peanut gallery! "Oh, yes, Tinka dear. By color please. Red on the left followed by the gold then the blue and finally the green if you please." Everything in its place and a place for everything or what have you.

"Oh ho ho hoooooo Mr. Aryan. Welcome dearie though please offer a prooooooper wave in the future instead of wiggling your fingers around as though they were earth worms coming up out of the soil after a rain. It's ruuuuuuuuuude," she greeted with a playful twinkle to her eyes. "Separate juices but there is nothing stopping you from mixing things up as you please," she encouraged with a full body wiggle. "Just be mindful of spills. They may lure ... well ... it would just be for the best we not add to the chaos of the area, hmmmmmmmmm?"

Floating about a bit more, though now with her arms held firmly to her sides so she would not look as undignified as she had prior to students arriving, the spectre smiled at the little blonde Ravenclaw. "Oh Miss Aurora. Welcome, WELCOME! Where are your other halves? Oh, well, I doooooo suppose I ought to say other thirds," she laughed and wiped away an imaginary tear at her own humor. "Bushier than the tail on an angry kneazle, I'm afraid. Though not for toooooooo much longer."

Leaving Tinka and Miss Aurora to their muffins, Marion BEAMED at the young man with the PROPER wave. "You are most welcome, Mr. Jansher. Sustenance is essential for manual labor even those assisted by magic," she nodded sagely as her attention drifted to Miss Sydney's arrival. "Oh no need for the pseudo flattery, dearie," Marion chortled. "The place is in a complete and uuuuutter DISARRAY, which is precisely why it is the peeeeeeeerfect setting for our first meeting of the term."

The Astronomy professor peered around for Nimma once again but to no avail. Just were was the little dear and just what WAS it she had requested her to bring along?

"WELL, before we begin please doooo help yourselves so the juices and sustenance provided. All will continue to be available while we work today, so please pause for additional nibbles and sips as required," she announced to those gathered and clasped her ghostly hands together with a loud but oddly eerie CLAP. "Now, dears, as you aaaaaall surely know, the house elves are Hogwarts' caretakers, meaning that they oversee the cleanliness and hygiene of the castle as well as make all the truly succulent meals you consume among other duties and are truly an integral part of aaaaaaaaaall our Hogwarts experiences. Their contributions are numerous and I daaaaaaaare say taken for granted by many. SOOOOO, today, you all will work conjointly and cooperatively to beautify the Tower Patch as best as we can manage in the time allotted. There will be pleeeeeeenty of weeding and chopping down of shriveled shrubberies, so when you are ready please put your gloves on and get hop to it."

She ought to warn them about the rustling in the bushes but, WELL, that was a bridge they could cross together should they need to.