She gives a huge gasp. "Ohhh, tools! Right! I'll grab some right now, be right back!!"

Her hair lowers her to the floor - and then all of it whips backwards towards the window; some of the strands are already pushing it up as she yanks herself backwards and out the window, immediately dropping out of sight.

And then reappearing a moment later. "Let's go, Leslie!" And another tendril whips back inside, wrapping firmly around the Impidimp's waist - it has enough time to give a surprised squeak before he's quickly yanked outside as well.