Winter is, unfortunately, at ground zero of the strange pollen smell. She makes a gagging noise, covers her mouth with her hand, but what comes up isn't vomit, "I feel completely alienated from all my peers," she blurts on a gag, "And sometimes I feel more like an anthropologist than a high school student."

And then, to add insult to injury, she turns and gets a faceful of Ventus and falls off her feet, right onto a vine while shouting expletives.