"[i]Ooooohhhhhhhhh[/i]," said Ailee turning about, one hand cupped around her mouth and the other waving in the air to face the witch-felid. "Your lame garbage elemental chickened out at the first [i]glimpse[/i] of me. Where's your god now? [i]Where's your god now?[/i]"

[i]A flashback: Adorable young Ailee punching a fellow primary school student in order to steal their 'most graceful winner' medal. [/i]

"Coleman! Good on you for not playing dumb pagan games!" she said, walking over. "Honestly, I see so many grad students selling their souls for so much less than they're worth. Like, have you [i]heard[/i] of self respect!? Are we going down that way?"