[h3][center][color=662d91]Jill Henderson[/color][/center][/h3]
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Jill looked quite pleased as Henry complimented her [i]gorgeous[/i] new eyes. She had just enough time to slurp up and spit out another sip of coffee before another roommate got the privilege of witnessing her new accessories. Jill smiled at Grok, pleased that he had noticed the glow-up. Her good mood faltered at the end of his greeting, though. The lich gazed into the middle distance with a sour frown.

[color=662d91]"In due time, Grok,"[/color] she responded flatly. [color=662d91]"Someday, I shall become rich, and [b]then[/b] I shall regain my former power and beauty..."[/color]

As Jill's focus left the vague middle distance and returned to the present, she noticed the kitchen trash can was about to overflow. Did she dare...? Things didn't go well last time... But he poked a sore spot... Though she could just tell Mike to... But she [i]did[/i] need to practice persuading people in non-magical ways...

[color=662d91]"Grok, would you just [b]look[/b] at that trash can?"[/color] Jill said with slow speech and exaggerated pitch fluctuations, like talking to a kindergartener. [color=662d91]"Why, it looks to me like it's trying to grow bigger than you. And it just might! Hey, why don't you show it who's boss by tossing that trash into that big green dumpster across the street?"[/color]