Realizing that it'd be best to start off prepared for class, she checked herself and made sure she was thoroughly clean. She was. Then Whit reached into her bag and pulled out her pair of gloves,putting them on. When she looked down at her desk she saw a pot,but it wasn't just any pot it was pink. 'Pink? Really?' It reminded her of Madame Pudifoot's in Hogsmeade. Too much pink was just too much. Looking around the room she saw that every pot was pink. 'Just...avoid it. Pretend that they're orange. Orange is a good color.' Actually it was her favorite color. And that was what she did. Simply looked at her pot and tried turning it orange with her mind,half wondering where the professor was.