"I came back to show off your new pet!"<br/><br/>Errol stood up.  "You are horrid, Screwtape!  You don't even let her rest for one day?"<br/><br/>"Well, I thought we could have some fun with her ... and her pretty blue dress.  Hey, that painting's no good!  She's not undressed!  Forgive my nephew, fellow demons.  He doesn't have a way with the human ladies, so we have to teach him.  Its his birthday after all."<br/><br/>Screwtape went over to the couch; he picked the girl up.  "Ahh ... Amora!  Which of us should go first?  We can show Errol how its done."<br/><br/>Errol was none too pleased; taking his claw, he slapped his uncle in the face ... a trickle of blood came out.  He flared his uncle's temper, and he dropped the pet on the floor.  The Uncle became enraged, and the demons around hissed at Errol.  One of the larger demon friends grabbed Errol ...<br/><br/>"No more crystalline for any of you!" Errol shouted.  Then, the demons stopped.  They looked straight on at Screwtape.  "You told us YOU made that stuff?"  Screwtape obviously embarassed shouted back:  "Well, my nephew sort of knows how to make the stuff.  So what?"  But it was clear Errol's voice was heard.<br/><br/>"Don't worry Screwtape; I'll have my way with her.  I promise; I fill you in on all the 'nasty' details.  I thought you guys were going away for the weekend, anyways?"<br/><br/>"We were; we wanted to enjoy some human flesh since its apparent all you do is paint pictures of the thing."