Paris' eye moved to a short little round girl and she eyed her up and down. What was with these girls? "Do you need me to point your eyes in another direction for you?" She asked the little round girl. She didn't like people sizing her up like just because she was short they could take her. That's why she practice hexes and jinxes with her aunt. She wanted to be ready to show anyone what a short person could do at the drop of a hat.

Paris rolled her eyes this girl was in the outer limits and worse she was holding up Paris chocolate fix and that was mistake numero uno and the girl was working on her second mistake by trying to get cute with her bouncy little blond curl that Paris was turn into slithering worms. "Congratulations captain obvious," She sneered. "I know why you said that. I was expecting you to expound on why I look familiar." She told the bouncy curls. "Oh my god are you going to pick something or are you just checking to make sure its all there." She said growing tired of the Curls not making a choice.

Curls' voice drilled in the cortex of the brain and burrowed in and set up shop when the hit that high pitched squeal that would have cracked the Hope Diamond. Paris closed her eyes and counted to 10 to keep her wand in its holster. Se opened her eyes and smiled sweetly. "I would hardly call what you are doing now as making a friend." She shot back to the curly girl.

"For all the snitches in bloody England what are you doing now!" She stamped her foot as Curls dropped to her knees looking for something. "Is this a prank?" She asked seriously looking around for a camara to flash in her face. "I mean is this a joke or something?"

She looked up at Trey as he spoke. "Oh well I think i may gt some target practice in right here in a minute." She told her as she looked at the round little girl and Curls.