The ceiling.

Link couldn't help but glance at Purah's butt as she stood there prattling on about seemingly mundane details of her team's research. His right hand twitched, and suddenly her cheeks seemed to be illuminated. She did not seem to notice. He looked up at the ceiling above her, and a phantasmal tendril reached up to it. Purah continued her long-winded monologue.

Link clenched his fist. Suddenly, with a surprised shriek, Purah flew upwards, flipping around in midair, and colliding hard with the ceiling! Purah was hanging upsidedown like a keese, with a wide-eyed look of pure shock on her face! A strange goo had formed between her butt and the ceiling. The recorder she always seemed to be holding plunked down on the wooden planks of the floor where she had been standing a moment earlier.

"Wh.. whh... WHAT WAS THAT??? GET ME DOWN!!!" she screeched! She struggled, pushing off with her hands and feet from the ceiling, but her butt cheeks were solidly cemented in place and would not budge.

Paya, who had seemed to be drifting off before, was suddenly wide awake!

"PURAH! Wait, don't struggle yet! You'll fall!" She frantically moved the large desk out of the way and began gathering up as many cushions as she could to pad her eventual fall.