First stop was the kitchen. Apparently, Sky hadn't been the only one to think of the room, either, as FIVE of her classmates were down here. She gave each of them a nod, but otherwise ignored their presence since she was on a mission. She hurried over to the cabinets and started opening the doors one by one, searching through for her ingredient. Finally she found it in the fifth one she searched. Stopping for a moment to fold a piece of parchment into a makeshift pouch and slip on her gloves, she pulled the bag of chamomile leaves out enough to reach in and grab a couple of handfuls. After placing that into the pouch, she labeled it and shoved the bag where it belonged and the ingredient into her robe pocket with the stuff she'd gathered before leaving the class.

One down, three more to go.