Anna did not want to 'come on.' She didn't even want to stop to begin with! She wanted to send a jinx at that damn poltergeist that was going to make him regret every allusion to her misfortune he'd uttered and then some! She was doing a pretty decent job, actually – that is, before Todd grabbed her from behind and let Peeves get a head start that she probably couldn't have caught up to even if she'd been on a broom. She stood, staring longingly down the corridor and attempting to catch her breath, pulling against Todd's grasp until she finally freed herself from his sticky hands and spun to face him. “What?” she barked, still somewhat out of breath, quite a bit on edge and looking poised for a fight. “I could have bloody caught him! I would have, too, if you weren't such a little prick,” she snapped, examining her sticky shoulder and hair with a look of mild disgust on her face.  She zapped the mess with her wand. It took three good attempts until there was no trace of the gunk left, only because Anna wasn't in the habit of using cleaning spells very frequently. When it came to messes, the gryffindor girl was much better at making them.

Not a second later he was touching her again with his sticky, disgusting hands. “Merlin! Were you born an imbecile or did you get to be this way all by yourself?” she snapped, shoving him off of her and, once again, started work on cleaning herself off. She could handle dirt and blood and all kinds of infernal substances, but sticky gunk in her hair was not anything she was willing to deal with. A girl with hair like Anna's only had to get chewing gum stuck in it once to know that sticky things and curly tendrils do not mix. She had no patience for this glop. “Everyone in the school's calling me crazy, but I'm not the one running around grabbing at people's hair with shit all over my hands. When the hell is your exposé coming out?”  she grumbled, keeping her distance from him as she walked with him back down the hall. 

“You've got something on your face, by the way.”