There were very few things of which Melody was certain of, the foremost of which being no one seemed to pay any mind to wanting to leave through the door they entered. Was this some game?! If it was it was certainly some cruel one at that, one Melody wanted no part of. There were already far too many complications in her life presently without the added frustration of being trapped in a boilingly hot room with girls comfortable with swinging weapons around. "Please, Ms. Scamander. Put that down." Melody pleaded delicately whilst pulling Diana behind her slightly. The debutante still had potential for a long, happy marriage. Melody refused to let some panicked child ruin that.

It was then that Melody was struck by flying keys. It was also then that Melody felt her temper rising. One more crazy move might see her exploding.