She lets out a sudden laugh at that, slapping her hand over her mouth quickly. There are other people in the house - and just because the two of them have come down for tea (nevermind that Wrathion was busy being haunted by ghosts outside, Anduin's specifically) doesn't mean the others haven't found a way to pass the night.

"Aren't you the matchmaker?" She's amused, not judgemental of this specific potential prank. Hasn't been part of a prank in forever, and honestly some people here may deserve it a little.

"I don't know, the mechanism that makes it scream intrigues me, I wonder if I could take it apart and use it for something else."