♒ first.

[propitiative]

[There's a clatter, what sounds like a crash. And then the elegant, dulcet tones of Lilith's voice come in, in a low murmur:]

Oh, damn it. How did I manage to break--Merlin, it's eating the carpet--

[a pause, and her voice sounds clearer now. It is the voice of someone trying very much to sound calm when they are not.]Ah, yes--excuse me? I was

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voice;

[rayonnant]

I think I can help. [She has done a very good job of sounding srs and helpful and Prefectly, but a little amusement creeps through anyway.]

voice;

[propitiative]

Ah, of...course. [She can hear that amusement and is trying very hard not to sound as mortified as she feels. She almost manages it.] Thank you. I'm not normally this careless.

Oh dear. [a sigh.] I think it's burning a hole through the floor.

voice;

[rayonnant]

Oh, no, I'm sure you are not. [She believes her, really, she just finds it funny.]

Try adding crushed Bayleef leaves, and a pinch of Gloom pollen.

voice;

[propitiative]

Ah -- thank you. [a pause and...some noises. She's finding the ingredients.]

You're one of the other Prefects, yes? That is...I'm a Prefect as well. My apologies; I'm a bit out of sorts.