Ms. Campos looks,.. well, shocked. And a bit humiliated. Winter smiles sweetly. "Bye-bye now. Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out. No I mean your face,.. wait, no yeah I meant your ass. Sorry, it's so easy to confuse the two." Ms. Campos huffs and storms out, dripping crocodile tears. Winter grins faintly at Arty. "If you can catch her." [b]'Jesus fucking Christ. If you were Ivy, you'd be popping babies by now.'[/b] Winter forces her lips in a thin line, and she bursts out laughing when her mom leaves.