[covering his bald spot only to reveal he's a ginger is a dubious improvement]

The kids'll complain about injuring the trees. So the music room, or the theater. The chairs were breakable, and theoretically the mannequin is, too, but...

[she starts off towards the music room though; she is really hoping not to sacrifice the piano legs to zombot destruction, but the theater doesn't have the best of memories either... maybe there'll be a side table or something...]