Ifa flinches and looks over his shoulder. He's use to such mischievous behavior from patients and doesn't take it personally. He does, however, give the bard a sly smirk.
❝ You bored, miss? That's not how you get someone's attention, y'know. ❞ Ifa turns his journal so she may see his sketching, where the pencil in his hand had ran across the picture from his flinch.
Sneaks up and blows into their ear like a TOTAL JERK.