Zandra barely restrained herself from growling at Derek. He was
treating her like a child, but she refused to act like one. Sighing,
she turned ruefully to the coroner. "Wonderful. He wants me to
~entertain~ you." In a moment of that quirky, whimsical sense of
humor which she was beginning to regain after the shock of having
her position at the Darkside compromised, she did just what he
suggested. As soon as the others were facing away, in a queue
moving towards the house, the sorceress did a very swift little
tapdance for Frances. Spinning around several times in mockery,
she ended with a flourish, then looked upward with eyes sparkling
sardonically.
