<div class="floatright">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeoirZOHjZI/TpbrUMqp-nI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/QBqdFHi8zsk/s1600/Morena+Baccarin.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Barbara shrugged her shoulders and took another sip of her coffee which hid her grin caused by Val and her attempts to get out of the conversation.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm sure you are Val. Few slices of cake in the fridge or there's a hunky alien that I know you've got an appetite for right her."</strong><br/><br/>She thought it all quite funny before then kitchen sparkled in magical energy giving Barb quite the fright causing her to spill some coffee down her leg and quickly rubbing the coffee away it burn her leg.<br/><br/><strong>Wisdom is all fine and good...but couldn't you of used the front door like everyone else? You made me spill my black golds..on me."</strong><br/><br/><br/></span></span></div>