"What?" asked Summer, entirely innocently. "I haven't been able to make terrible quips like that for a straight week! Cut me a little slack."

She was, though, (carefully, mindful of the robe and various gaps) kneeling down a little to at least try to pick up some of it from the floor. "But I can help," she said. "I made the mess, after all. But, gotta admit, this part probably would be easier as a squirrel."