Opal Lara sighed, staring at the chaotic mess before her. The "Potion of Levitation" was supposed to grant flight, not… this. Glitter rained down, coating everything in shimmering dust, while tiny donuts bobbed amongst the sparkles. A monarch butterfly landed delicately on her nose, seemingly unfazed by the sugary explosion. “Well,” she muttered, raising a hand in exasperation, "at least it's festive." Perhaps she should try again tomorrow.