"Well it certainly isn't Medic, so Janitor isn't out of the question." Sophia answered back angrily. "But if you want Pauling to take care of it, go call her yourself, because my job description doesn't include babysitter on it." Sophia retorted, letting go of the mop and bucket at Medic's feet, and walked back over to the cans Matilda and her had been gathering. A small amount of chocolate gathered in one of her hands.