Nico Minoru.

"Hey--hypothetically speaking, like, unrelated to me--you haven't seen a flying mop come through here have you?" in her own fantasia nightmare Nico tried to spell the damn thing into cleaning her room and while it had worked, now it was wandering around cleaning everywhere. She had to find it before it wound up on a sidewalk downtown and some kid stole it to sell online. Not that a self cleaning mop was particularly dangerous, Nico just didn't love the idea of her magic being passed around like some thrift store find.