"If there's can never predict, its something catching fire; either a potion I was experimenting with bubbles over, I do something wrong with a recipe, an outlet decides it'll spit sparks today... The reasons never seem to end. What IS unexpected is when it happens when I'm not home, as the case was this time. By the time I had the flame at least halfway under control, I had nearly burned one of my palms.
Imagine my surprise when a maid charged in, and instead of water, she threw a bucket of sand on the blaze, taking away half its force at once! She then grabbed an empty bowl and used it to scoop it up, and throw it on the remaining flames; within minutes, the fire was out and she was bandaging my hand, scolding me for being reckless. It was like I was a four year old being scolded by Smokey the Bear!
I couldn't really care. The fire was gone, and according to my 'nurse', my hand would be fine. It didn't stop me from petting her with my free hand. Of course, she could have noticed the door was closed before she walked into it herself..."
Poppy was won over by Marshall; then again, Marshall wins EVERYONE over. She now serves as the manor's medical professional, treating the Master and sewing maids up when needed. She's still and expert firefighter, but her medical job comes first. Its just when she's not working she's as clumsy as ever...