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(the Tree Bend Over. Suddenly, A Hiss And A Meow Sounded An Instant Before Two Cats Darted Off Across The Backyard.) Look, Lanie, It’s Mr. Tomcat Come To Save Me From My Celibacy. Oh, Help Me, Moon Mistress. Whatever Am I To Do With The Attentions Of Such An Unwanted Suitor! Help Me Quick, Before He Kills Me With My Allergies. (grace)

Have Any Of You Taken A Look Out At Greece In The Last, Say, Hour Or So? (hermes) What? Are They Reacting To The Fact I Cursed The Apollites? (apollo) I Don’t Think That Bothers Them Nearly As Much As The Fact The Island Of Atlantis Is Now Gone And The Atlantean Goddess Apollymi Is Cutting A Swathe Through Our Country, Laying Waste To Everyone And Everything She Comes Into Contact With. And In Case You’re Curious, She’s Headed Straight For Us. I Could Be Really Wrong Here, But I’m Guessing The Woman’s Extremely Pissed. (hermes)

Now Would Be A Good Time To Tell Me You Have Your Sais With You, Kat. (cassandra) Nada. You Got Your Kamas On You? (kat) Yeah. I Tucked Them Into My Bra Before I Left Home. (cassandra)

What Made You Immortal? (nick) Really Good Dna. (acheron)

(looking At Their Son On Ultrasound.) He Looks Like An Angel. (cassandra) I Don’t Know. I Think He Looks Like A Frog Or Something. (wulf)