Tinka had been good elfsy cleaning up but now Tinka be back in kitchens and Professor Botros was there. Tinka shook her head, this be bad bad bad. Professor Botros looked serious! She clung to her favorite whisk in her distress.

"Tinka be so sorry, Sir! Tinka tries to clean better now, sir!" The little elf hung her head in shame. Then the poor elf took her whisk and hit her head over and over again. "Tinka be bad" HIT "bad" HIT "BAD!" HIT.