The door to the parlor suddenly swung open and in walked Mr. Black he looked around his eyes darting first to the two new girls, one of them already entwined with Lita, then to his scotch bottle and the stain on the carpet... “Just what happened here exactly Lita?” he asked his tone one that he knew she’d come to recognize as just a few steps away from truly being angry.  “I leave you here alone for no more than fifteen minutes and find that you’ve not only raided my scotch but managed to ruin my carpet? Do you have any idea how many of you that carpet is worth?!?!?” he shook his head at how foolish his prized girl could be, if she represented the best her species had to offer it was no wonder they were so many decades behind his own kind. “explain yourself immediately!” he said his voice raising a bit. Taking on a slightly more resonating note.