It’s part of me too. [ DUH?? She laces her fingers behind her head and looks around at the wreckage of the bathroom. ] Shit, Jeff’s gonna kill me.

[ And by “kill me” she means “probably disapprove.” Still, she’s curious about this boy too, now that she’s gotten out the rage of being called a banshee. ] So you don’t have to do anything. No ritual, no plan, you just make shit happen.