“Ouch! Why didn’t you warn me?!” Genevieve asked a little upset, sitting up and rubbing her elbow with a crestfallen expression on her face. She poked her finger into the substance on the floor and frowned. “Why did they butter the floor?” She asked, not understanding the sense behind that action.


“You walked in before I could warn you. Its your fault” Gerard said quick to defend himself. “Its a prank, a practical joke. Clearly someone thought it would be funny to butter the hall so everyone would trip up.”


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