You Are So Beautiful, It Hurts Me

Eddie Became About One Percent Less Tense.

When He Finished, He Drank From The Cup. Everyone Else Did Too, So I Followed Suit. And Nearly Choked To Death. It Was Like Fire In Liquid Form. It Took Every Ounce Of Strength I Had To Swallow It And Not Spray It On Those Around Me. "wh...what Is This?" I Asked, Coughing. Viktoria Grinned. "vodka." I Peered At The Glass. "no, It Isn't. I've Had Vodka Before." "not Russian Vodka." Apparently Not.

"jerks," I Muttered. Then I Brightened. "oh, Hey. Doughnuts."

I'd Seen Weirder Things Than A Haunted Shoe, But Not Many.

You Used Your Power To Toss One Rock At Me?" He Exclaimed, An Almost Comic Note Of Incredulity In His Voice. "on The Contrary," I Heard Dorian Say Pleasantly. "i Didn't Use Magic For That. I Just Threw It.