Heather glowered at the spot five feet to Maurice's left.

"Oh, come on, you big baby! It's like you can't even take a j--"

Then the obvious occurred to her.

Oh.

Oh yeah.



After falling mysteriously silent for a second or two, an orange-yellow glow appeared in the general area of her eyes. And grew.

... And also there was a ripping sound.

"DAMMIT."

She forgot about the clothing problem. :I Well there'd be some exciting new tears in her jeans after this.