There was a snicker that escaped her when he made all those threatening sayings and gestures, before he walked into her room. She followed behind him - not very closely, mind you. Those spiders actually had a pretty good range on their jump. So she stayed a bit behind, watching him work his magic.
Which included letting out a squeal of his own as the spider jumped at him. She did her very very best not to burst out into laughter. "Ignored." She assured him, though her tone was dripping with amusement. She covered her mouth with her hand, hiding the smile as best she could.
Finally, the demon beast was slain by Sir Joel the Squealy, and she clapped her hands. "Bravo, bravo." She said, jokingly. "You can throw that in the garbage. But make sure it's dead. Really dead." She stepped out of the way because she really didn't even want to see the spider dead on the magazine, and pointed towards her trash.