Fred just continued to lean against the plexiglass and stare at everyone through it. She sighed softly.
"Mazes work on a series of algorithms. The simplest is left turns." Her hand dropped to follow the glass until she was actually in the same area with the rest, sort of.
"Glass is bad on slipper soles." She wiggled her toes, causing the bunnies' ears to wiggle; the brainy female looked as if she'd just gotten out of bed, which is pretty much what she'd just done. Luckily, she'd gone to bed in long pj pants and a long sleeved shirt.
"Does anyone have any pencils or lipstick? We could mark the mirrors or their frames some how."