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What Malodore presently wanted more than anything else was for Riley to get away from the bedroom. Far, far away. Getting her sober again was second on the list. "Ah.... Si, I believe I do," it managed. She looked... Horrible. And her head was bumping its hat aside. "Why dont you just come over here..." it reached down and took one of her hands in its own, trying to guide her away from the door.

Sin held Riley's icky stix for a moment and then slowly the stupid grin faded into a tight line as she motioned to Gabrian and Jericho. 'Get those boxes out now' She seemed to mouth at them while shooing them at the same time. Riley was sick, very sick and not the throwing up kind either. This sugar was getting to her head and making her act completely loopy. Sin might have found it cute and funny if Riley wasn't so important to her. Riley HAD to be the sober, smart, secretive one NOT the one ranting about rainbows and kissing undead, even an undead as sweet and smart as Malodore. Really? Had it just taken that small suggestion? She might have been proud of herself for it if she wasn't too busy feeling a little sick from the glop of sugar stuck in the back of her throat.

Gabrian's hand stopped mid motion as Riley's voice resounded in his head, "I.... what?" it was obviously a rhetorical question, but still pretty hilarious tot watch the nix turn slowly towards the mindflayer, his hand still half sunk inside the fish tank. Swiftly deciding he didn't want Riley to elaborate further on this for several reasons (one of many being that he had a ghoulfriend), he turned back to the water and the papers floating withing, fishing out a few more before retreating his hand, "You're most welcome, Riley. Try to eat them slowly; I'm afraid we didn't quite have enough time to bring you anymore."

His gaze then slid over towards the dragon boil, one brow arching up into the air as he mouthed a single, silent word in his direction; 'Mount'? Not that it was any of his business though! Whatever floated other people's boats was... perfectly fine with him! A small smirk of a smile did tug at his lips as he directed his gaze over to the mindflayer's offer, "Er... yes, one. Just one. That will be quite enough, thank you," he took the offered blue stix and tore it open, lifting it up to taste it's content, "... You know, while this is quite lovely, it's not up to par with apple pie," a pause, and then another smirk, "Why yes. I am very clever indeed..."

Ooooh this was just all a timebomb waiting to explode. He was clever enough to know as much, and yet... he couldn't seem to will himself to leave.

His gaze slid down to Sin and the demon facepalmed; well it seemed like she wasn't going to be of much help at all, "Sin, my dear, why don't you.... why don't you come over here and help me fish out these papers from her fish tank?" and please do stop feeding the mindflayer even more sugar.

Chuppi only pulled herself closer to Lizzy as she watched all of this unfurl, completely useless. It would probably work for them to ask her to help move Riley, be it by lifting or whatever else, as her monster strong would very likely come in handy. She doubted anyone would want her though since they all seemed to know one another and have the situation well in hand. She was also rather pleased that no one had gotten sick, so maybe it meant her scream didn't work on demons? That would be a wonderful thought!

"Lizzy? Is everyone okay then? Should...we help? Can I get all this sugar off my feet? It's sticky and smells too sweet. Why was there sugar on the grass outside anyway? Is that a normal demon thing?"

"R-really? Christof's not here? But I saw him! Dumping things down your window..." Lizzy frowned, obviously baffled as she looked at Riley, then to Malodore, who confirmed the Demoness' statement. Then, she paused, wondering if she had made a mistake; perhaps he was in the room next to this one?

Turning to Chuppi, she shook her head, "We don't have sugar-covered grass. Uh, not normally anyway... Was it from whatever Christof dumped out?" Then again, why was he dumping sugar out the window?

There was something.. not right about all of this.

Riley pulled Malodore closer, looking directly into it's eyes. Her head quirked, just slightly, before turning her head to hear Chuppi. This was immediately followed with Lizzy's elaboration, and her eyes narrowed to slits. Her hand slid slowly off of Malodore's waist, as things started to click.

The sugar was certainly making Riley act differently than she usually did - but one thing it was not doing, was dumbing her down. If anything, she was thinking with lightning speed and vicious accuracy.

One eyebrow lifted slowly.

Raining sugar, hmm? Riley slid away from Malodore, giving it a careful look before heading straight for her bedroom door.

Well, merde.

Malodore was not about to let Christof take the fall for this, though. It gave Lizzy and Chuppi a 'why you do this' look before slipping past Riley and standing in front of the door, its hands on its hips.

"Riley, this is a... What do you call it? Ah, yes. An intervention." it quickly glanced back at Sin and the others, praying they'd back it up on this. "Something isn't right, Riley, and if I have to stand up to you by force to prove it to you.... Then I will. But listen, por favore. Your mind is addled. It is my opinion as a medical professional. Have I ever lied to you? Do we not have an accord? I am removing the toxin from your presence. Please, sit down and eat a few brains."

Thus, speech delivered, Malodore prayed it wasn't about to die.... Inasmuch as the undead could die.