He still had upon his person a great many paint filled balloons and was still feeling up to the challenge of trying to test momentum and the charm. Perhaps, though, he would simply try his hand at just hitting the targets. Just to see how many he could get and improve on accounting for their lack of standard pattern.

Taking a step into the target area, Cutty put down a few of the balloons, placing them here and there as if he were planting a paint balloon garden. Then he heard a tiny voice and sprang up.

"Said the guiltiest party I know." He laughed a bit at Dot Wojack-Gusey. Still he had to hand it to her, she'd never been caught either. His face was still full of smeared red paint and in combination with his laughter it gave him this I've just hidden the bodies kind of a look.

"'Sides I'm not doin' a thing booht me wehrk." Dot was a bad girl. Oh, yeah! Baby-Badgirl in training, if not already giving her expertise to the masses. He hoped they've make this one prefect. "Alarte Ascendare." He sent sailing a balloon filled with inky black paint high up where it smacked the target. Cutty kept his eye on Dot as he stepped into the inky black mess and then rain in a circle making a footprint track in the circular formation.