Enemy of my enemy

Lilly eavesdropped to what could only be described as the worst, most intense scolding of the century. It was ugly, it was brutal, it was cruel. But most of all, it was...

Hilarious. Adkins' face had a shade of red she'd never seen before before, nor the blue shade of Ms. Evans.

A butterfly landed on her shoulder. "Twinkledinkle, this is the best show I've ever seen. But I'm worried this might cost Evans her job. Should I do something?"