I think I ought to go to St. Mungo's. This morning I made coffee for everyone on my floor, without being asked. I also apologised to the Quidditch editor when he
walked into me
. To cap it all off, I smiled
at Rita Skeeter.
Clearly a rational person does not behave in this manner, as there is no obvious goal or outcome to it.
Morag, Princess, you're not being very nice at the moment, however.