[Get down from there, you confounded troublemaker!] The people shouted angrily at Milldia perched high upon a store's sign. With an odd tinge of pride, she held up her pail and brush and replied, [But I was doing a bit of redecorating! Don'tcha like it?] [Redecorating, my eye! That's nothing more than graffiti!] Yet as they were able to do little more than lob verbal outbursts at her, the fairy simply yawned and waited for them to leave.