Oh, she was one of those kinds of girls--the kind that thought they were better than everyone else. Death City had a lot of guests like that, at least until they witnessed the power of a real witch. Only then did they begin to realize the danger they were all in. Blair let the woman ramble on.

She whispered softly, "Pum-pumpkin-pumpkin~". As her index finger swayed several miniature jack-o-lantern pumpkins appeared heading straight towards the jealous girl's face. Oh, relax! Blair wasn't going really hurt the guest. Maybe just startle her. But only a little! Otherwise Maka might be upset with the magical cat for scaring off new students. Then she'd never hear the end of it!