Welcome back listeners. It's been three long weeks since you heard the sweet dulcid tones of moor.

I am this close to needing a haircut but still look fabulous and our

fair forsome is in full flux. That's alliteration.

Okay, where were we?

Ah, yes, the spells from Professor Oberman's book are going swimmingly.

And by swimmingly, I mean Lyle was so distracted thinking of Helen during his water polo match that he nearly drowned.

He was

Helen!

No, Mom!

Lila is in love with Helen, check.

Dimitri is also in love with Helen.

Double check because it simultaneously fulfills all her wildest fantasies and weards her out.

Helen, I've cleaned my codpiece just for you.

Helen is annoyed because she thinks Lyle and Dimitri are pranking her by showering her with love, which, let's admit it, it's a sad state of affairs for Helen's self-esteem. Triple check. Dimitri, get that piece and that cod away from me.

I wanted you, but not like this.

And Mia, so used to being beloved, her mind and short little legs have all but short circuituited now that everyone wants Helen and not her.

She is minutes away from hallucinating bloody hands and handing out Rosemary for remembrance if you

catch my drift.

What do you mean Lyle and Demetria counter-sewing me?

I'm not even suing them.

So Mia's not getting any work done,

mostly because there's no one willing to work with her,

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