Well, they weren't the Problems (though they were problems in their own way), but. Isabel stared at the nearest craggy golem face.

Okay. She could kinda see it? If she squinted?

"You have a point, Entrapta. I'm Isabel." She then turned pleading eyes to the Groundskeeper. "You have to admit they do a lot for you. And you've been looking for a challenge! Wouldn't this be like--going beyond everything you already did?"

Though Entrapta really ought to talk to Isabel about golem treats. She's no baker, but she might have a couple ideas...