[Ooh, things are heating up. She breaks her gaze away to check for where the quickest escape route is, in case they end up with a lynch mob before the last Pussycat sings. She wants to at least stay until the song switches over (and back), so... maybe she'll just go back to writing down that spell instead of riling people up. It shouldn't be that much longer, right...? not that she's been counting how many times it's played.]

Don't get too cozy. I'm not about to let you get away with sitting pretty and doing nothing. You've gotta carry your weight!