"Savannah," said Aziza, "We need to talk."
"OK" Aziza's sudden appearance made Savannah as scared as she had ever been in her life, but she was trying hard not to show it.
"Just so we know where we stand, I hate your guts. I hold you responsible for Kylie's death, and frankly I just don't like American spooks much anyway."
Savannah tensed and began to prepare her magical defenses.
"But none of that matters. Regina is gone, she's not coming back. And I'm going to Kylie's home dimension to spend the rest of my mortal life putting back together the things and people that Kylie broke. That means that this world needs a Sorceress Supreme, and you're a little better at the big-picture stuff than your Russian girlfriend. I'm giving you the job if you want it because somebody needs to do it and I think you'd be good at it. But don't thank me. I still hate you."
"OK then" said Savannah.
Aziza stood up. "You might start by cataloging Regina's item collection. Still at her house as far as I know." She disappeared.
Well, that was unexpected, thought Earth's new Sorceress Supreme.