Alfred needed some private floating space; not only live humans needed thinking time. And this bathroom was often often...though sometimes not. Sometimes he ran into Myrtle in here, but today he was feeling melancholy and hoped he would not see her. The thought instantly made him feel guilty, but he pushed that aside as he floated through the wall right into the midst of students.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" he said to the both of them. "I really just wanted some privacy and, well, I'll leave you both be-"

But it was smoking in here, and the Friar crinkled his nose. He couldn't smell, thank Merlin, but he could only imagine. "Did one of you set off something?" he asked softly. He didn't want them to get in trouble! "If so, you might want to take care of quickly, before a professor comes along! Especially you, Miss Wojack-Gusey!" With her prefectness and all!