After painting her room a few days ago, Gabrielle was trying in vain to apply a charm to the walls to make them shimmer. If she couldn't actually go swimming right now due to the weather, then having her bedroom look like it was underwater was the next best thing, right? In all honesty, it was just making her long to swim more, but since she couldn't, she supposed it would have to do. So far she hadn't gotten it quite right, and the room was more reminiscent of a disco.
Sighing loudly in frustration, she turned in the direction of the front door when she heard someone pounding on it. She knew it was Al almost immediately, because no one else called her Gabbers. Tucking her wand away, she left her room and went to open the front door. There was cotton candy outside? "What do you mean, there's --" she trailed off as she opened the door, staring over Al's shoulder in wonder at the fluffy pink blobs that seemed to be floating everywhere. "Oh, mon dieu!" she exclaimed, smiling at the sight.