Mina whistles as Saul talked to the landlady, looking around her as she did, taking in the sights. He lived in an okay place, but it was nothing to the dorms back home. She looks over at Saul when he speaks up, telling her that the lady had said it was okay for him to have Mina over. She grins, her kitten teeth showing in full, and springs forward to hug Saul around the waist, but her foot gets caught in her bag and she face plants inches away from Saul's shoe. She remains on the ground, not moving an inch, but if Saul bent down to see if she was okay she would roll over on her back and bat at his nose with her hand, much like a cat bats at a ribbon. She giggles, and gets up off the floor, following him to his apartment.<br/><br/>She steps inside first, and looks around, noting the mess. She places her bag on the ground by the door, and her hands on her hips, letting out a low, long whistle. "Wow...so messy. Looks like you could do with a bit of..." She pauses, and with a grand gesture, she makes a forward circular pushing motion, and a large gush of wind pushes past them. "Cleaning!" She finishes her sentence, and things move in a whirlwind of motion. Trash flies up off the floor, his dirty and clean clothes sorted, the clean ones folded or hung up, the dirty in a pile, his bed was made, and all the rest of the house was clean. Soon it was spotless, even the dishes were clean, and even dried and put away. No trash could be seen, no dust or dirt, it was perfect.<br/><br/>Mina looks around at her handy work, nodding. "Looks MUCH better!" She exclaims after a bit, and looks up at Saul. Hope you didn't mind me doing that..." She says, grinning. "It was a bit messy, so I thought I'd help out and clean up."