Garret watched his dummy with distaste evident on his face. Fake girls were almost as bad as real girls, and his was even taller than him! Well, at least she would be sitting down for most of this "potions" lesson. He waited for the THING to make it's way to the front of the chair and as it prepared to sit, he pushed the chair in.

However, his attention was wandering as he was watching some of his classmates mess up. This resulted in the chair knocking the dummy's knees out from under it and "she" ended up sprawled on the floor.

"Oh..." damn. He almost swore, stopped and glanced around once to check the area, saw it was clear and amended, "Blast."

He held a hand up to catch the Professor's attention, "Professor, if my lady falls, would it be rude to call attention to it by making a fuss? Or should I just wait til she... composes herself?"

Garret just didn't want to touch the scary thing.