This wasn't Alice's idea of practicing magic, but eh, she'll take it. After taking her wand out of it's holster, that was attached on her upper leg, she pointed it at her table, "Pingo grey." that wasn't the color she had in mind, but at least it matched her mood. She saw with amazement as the bubbles splattered against her desk and left traces of grey. Alice almost felt like a child, tempted to poke them so they could pop, but she didn't want to get her robes dirty. After, all of the bubbles had splattered she murmured a cleaning spell and sat back down.