"Well," she says, clapping her hands together. Does she seem a little impatient. "If she's here now, which I feel she might be, considering we aren't at the ball anymore, she may be able to help."

MORE MISDIRECTION OF ANGER, clouding progress. But at least Susan seemed to be slowly coming around.

"She's extremely powerful, regardless of your disappointment in her. Asking couldn't hurt, could it?"