Frowning, Alice pushed Mimi's hand away.

"I don't need your pity." she spat, standing back up. She'd show them. She'd show them all. Making a mental note to create a spell that could genocide cockroaches, Alice went up to the wall.

"First of all, the chairs don't [i]expand[/i]; they're pulled through a tear in space-time from their home dimension. You'd know this if you weren't such a non-mage plebian." she scoffed, laughing at the hobgoblin.
"Secondly, we won't need to. The gap is big enough for me to fit through." she said. Once again, her small body came in handy as she climbed into a gap in the bricks, squirming her way to the other side.