Talk:Alice/@comment-26120285-20160321024418/@comment-28358106-20160611034216

"Okay, fine," I say, standing and straightening my cuffs. "But if any of you want to stay," I say, waggling my finger, "We'll have to set things up properly.  First order of business: BATHS!!"

There is a low rumble as the dogs stampede out exactly the way they came in, terrified of the word. Only the Hellhound sits on the floor, cross-legged and defiant.

"Just try it, lover boy," she says with a genuine snarl.

"And there you have it, my dear," I say to the horrified Alice as I point at the Hellhound. "This is the one we'll keep.  Scrub her down nicely; we don't want the bedsheets dirtied, now, do we?"

And I walk from the room, whistling a merry tune.