Alessia was just about to answer when an Owl flew above them and... well... did it's business on her. She grunted. "This is disgusting! Whoever's idea it was to move detention in the owlry, was mental!" It probably was Truebridge! He was probably watching her right now... Laughing... She looked around.

"It isn't good enough... use some elbow grease, Miss Winchester and don't threaten me with tears. Those won't work on me. In fact you can use them to help you clean..." Alessia then released a Cornish pixie who began rolling in the ickiness and touching everything around it, causing a bigger mess.