Genevieve quickly started gathering the papers together, glancing at them, but not reading through them, determined to finish the work as fast as possible. She'd seen enough to know these papers were important though.

"I don't think we should get rid of these papers," she said to Russo. "Should we just keep them in a-" With a lazy swish of her wand, a folder appeared- "folder?" She finished with a smile, all the papers in the folder in alphebetical order.

Holding the folder in her right hand, she used her left to try to pick up the keys, without much success. Each time she had one in her grip it would shrink to nothing. "This isn't working for me," Genevieve admitted. "I'll leave this to you."

While Russo worked with the keys, Genevieve put all the pencils, quills, and paperclips in a cup, and put it by a stapler. She picked up the teapot and the clock -which didn't seem to be giving her any trouble... yet- and placed them in another box which she labled 'Misc.'.

"Ready?" Genevieve asked when she had finished, trying not to seem like she was rushing, although she was resisting the urge to run and pull her jacket on.