For a split second Ellie thought that Woopy was going to dart off to go clean up the pie she'd thrown but then... then... he snapped his fingers and the fecking pie was right back there in front of her. How was it that she couldn't even get him to go do his job? He claimed he loved her-- how and why she didn't know, something was seriously fishy about this-- but he wouldn't do as she asked. Ever.

"Woopy!" she admonished. "Why didn't you do as you asked? You were the one who wanted to clean, I found a way for you to be nearby and still do as you are supposed to do. And for the record, I don't need you to help hide a body because I am no murderer. Yet. But if you do not leave me alone," she hissed as sweetly as she could, all venom and sugar at the same time, "I will find a way to make you the body I bury. Please go find somewhere else to be, Woopy. I don't need you here. I was trying to enjoy some time with my fellow professors. Who are human. And smart. And can read. And write. And aren't house elves!"