By this time, the school administrative assistant came upstairs because the smell had wafted down to the front office. I work at a small school, but the smell covered every inch of it. You could hear the other classrooms getting a whiff.
Once the clean-up operation was over, the offending student, prompted by her teacher, came in to tell me that “Mrs. V. deserves a razor.” I think she meant raise, and she’s absolutely right.