Oh Dear God. Giotto recognized that sort of smile on a kid. He was going to have to go after her.
Spotting someone just coming out of the lockers he yelled to him. "Sulu!" he pointing at the kid scrambling up the wall, "get some mats over here." He looked around. "You, you and you - help him."
"Slow down kid. You're going to fall." Giotto grabbed a rope and started after her. It had to be karma (or his mother's curse to have one just like him finally finding a way to hit him).