"Uh... Reizu? You dod know those reporters are all gone? So there's no need to be standing outside anymore, sending texts... Uh, listening device, or just keen ears? And Reizu, thanks, for both the things you said."<br/><br/>She patted her shrinking stomach. "I think I'd better let this go down. If I went out with a bulging belly, people might talk."<br/><br/>She slumped herself on the floor in front of the fire, shifting to medium sphinx form, and rolling to present her back to it, stretching out in the exact manner of a super-sized house cat. "So come on then? You and that vixen Fiana. Let's hear the juicy details. If what Babs said is true, she probably had you on the bed and covered in orange sauce before you could get your jacket off. Mmmm... orange sauce... must try that sometime."