Reese leaned back in her chair as her eyes slowly shifted around the room, looking at everyone that were suggesting things to Copernicus. "I think," she abruptly spoke out. "We should create a mob - well, we kind of already have one, but nevertheless, create a mob with pitchforks and just..." Where the HECK was she going with this? "I don't know. We might be able to scare the werewolfs out of the castle or something," she quickly finished. Ah, well. It all made sense in HER head. Maybe someone else can come up with a better idea to get those filthy creatures out of here.