"Right, the forces of Hell. Way to be dramatic."

"I disappointed he couldn't pick something better as an excuse to catch you in all of your glory."

Felicia is keeping her eyes closed so she can't see any of Lan's glory.

"I'm going to put on some clothes. Sorry, Felicia."

He retrieves his clothes from the floor and walks around Fernanda, who he expects cares less about any chance of exposure.

She is not staring, but she is not-not staring.

"You ladies will see me around. Have fun with your apocalypse."

Exit Lan.

"So we are planning to find one of Theo's allies and flatter him to our side."

"That's the plan. If any of you want to sit this one out, you can."

"Gosh, I just remembered I had some taxes to do. Sorry, Theo."

"Oh, is that what you call him? Cute nickname."

"Well, I guess that is a yes from all of us. And Felicia at least demonstrated her power. Do you think you can do it again?"

"I'm not sure? The fact it manifested under a situation less stressful than magical combat is promising?"

"It's better than nothing. If there's anything you want done today, we should do that before we go."

"I guess we could check in the big old recipe book for demon-be-gone potions?"

"Sure. Let's take a look."

To the attic with them. They find a recipe for an all-purpose vanquishing potion, which supposedly should work on most low-level demons.

Alright, they go about brewing that. Assuming it does not require the souls of forsaken children or anything.

Nope, but it does seem to require ingredients they don’t have.

”Never mind. Me and Felicia will have to protect you guys if we have any problems.”

"Or maybe I will protect all of your asses with actually-capable-of-offense power."

"Maybe. Like I said, I'm hoping it doesn't come to that. He's a useful guy."

"How far and how long until we can meet him?"

"If you're ready, I can take you there now."

They look at each other and then Fernanda speaks. "I think that is as ready we can get without literally waiting for another day."

Theo takes Felicia's hand, and holds the other out to Fernanda.

"All of you need to be touching me."

"Let the records show that he invited us to do it." Squeeze.

Fernanda rolls her eyes. Touch.