Jacob looked over at Melinda as she moved through the kitchen. A thought, one that he shouldn't have been thinking of, flashed through him. Melinda was an incredibly beautiful woman. Not just beautiful, but sexy. He hadn't felt that way in decades. Hell, he hadn't known that he could still feel lust-especially towards one of his charges. He felt blood rush faster through his body, sparking the beginnings of the first erection he'd had since he'd died.<em>That</em>, he knew, was new.<br/><br/>He found himself snapped out of his thoughts when Melinda spoke to him. "What? Oh, um, not much." He answered. "There's a whole bunch of various stories and myths about Sha'kos, but so far nothing that I'd call solid." Jacob gave a sigh, pulling off his jacket and hanging it over the back of his chair. Maybe it was the heat, or maybe he just wanted to posture for Melinda-hell, if she wasn't already with someone, the male world had gone to insanity.<br/><br/>Jacob looked around the kitchen, sniffing it and noting the various fumes of potion-crafting. "So how goes the various potions?" He asked, keeping his tone casual. He could feel the presence of a demon, and he told himself to trust the James sisters. They knew what they were doing.