The tall redhead continued her work diligently, taking note that Miyu was attended to. In a few moments she should have the shelf secured so any more impromptu sessions wouldn't take the small girl down. "Hey, I underschtand...." she said, screws in mouth, "You gotta do it when the mood takes you over..." A passionate soul herself, she could relate to the fact that her sister's practicing had to happen whenever needed - even in such unsafe and unspacious places like her room. Charlie'd been known to wake at 2am and spend the rest of the early hours working on a costume. "Strike while the iron's hot... as they say." She spoke clearly, haven taken the last screw out.<br/><br/>Next thing she knew, Olivia was entering the room and shooting snarky comments. "Har dee har..." She said, rolling her eyes and turning around. She put a hand on her hip and lifted the drill as if it were a gun, pointed at the ceiling. "At any rate... " She said, pulling off a couple fake shots Liv's way, "My work here is done.. pew pew..." Before she left, she pulled pretty hard on the book shelf. It held it's place, stuck to the wall and she was happy with the effect. "Well, Miyu... I'm gonna head down to rehearse, myself. Let me know if you need anything." With that, she held up her cellphone as a hint, knowing that she'd bee two levels down by the time anyone thought to call for her. As she went out the door, she cocked a teasing eyebrow Olivia's way before making a goofy face just to get a reaction. She was random and spontaneous, but ultimately reliable. She knew Liv didn't mean serious offense by her words.<br/><br/>Back in the hall, she bounded down the steps and replaced the drill in the tool cabinet near the front door. Her apple was browning, but she shrugged and decided to finish it off anyway. And she took a seat in the kitchen and kicked her feet up on the counter while she ate.