Lydia gave a short, sharp jerk with her head in the direction of the kitchen. Savannah, not entirely feeling like the most powerful mortal in the cosmos, got up and followed her.
"This is against my better judgement" Lydia began "But I'm going to assume that you're a totally insensitive clod rather than a flaming asshole. Anyone with a clue would have noticed that Hermione is the biggest Embracer on the planet--she absolutely hates being reminded of who she was before the Change. One more reference to anything about Hank, one more slight suggestion that Hermione is anything other than the girliest girly-girl in the world, and I'm throwing you out on your well-padded ass, kids or no kids. Is that clear?"
Savannah recalled the last time she had confronted a demon princess. She hadn't felt quite as intimidated as she felt now. "Uh, perfectly."
"Good." said Lydia, and the two returned to the dining area.
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Laura Reilly was naked and trussed up like a turkey with her arms at her side and her legs tied over her neck (the new youthful body she had received with the Great Change was fortunately quite flexible.) Kira, Mandy and Dana were rubbing her with hot sauce, preparatory to licking it off. It was, she thought, the best Thanksgiving she had ever had.