Try to figure out what to do with her.

"Jill?" Bill asked. He was sitting next to her on the couch and holding her hand as she stared at nothing. He waved his hand in front of her face, but her only reaction was a widening smile. "Are you ok?"

"She's zonked out on your angel charisma," Amber offered. "You think this is bad, you should have seen yourself when we had sex."

"Sex..." Jill said dreamily. They both ignored her.

"Well, shit, Amber. I didn't expect your angel trick to have this much of an effect. How am I supposed to function if just being around me turns people's brains to mush?"

"Don't catastrophize," Amber said. "The effects will lessen over time. This isn't some cheesy sci-fi erotic story or something."

Jill had begun to drool. Bill made a face and closed her mouth. His fingers on her face caused her to close her eyes and lean into his palm, humming atonally. He looked back at Amber with desperation.

"What do we do with her? Whenever this wears off, she's gonna have questions."

Amber smiled. "Of course she is. Fortunately, you already discovered how I can alter someone's brain."

"You mean that shit where we were the same for ten minutes?" Bill was aghast. "That was fucking crazy! You want to do that to this poor woman so we can scramble her brain? There has to be another way."

Amber took Jill's slack-jawed chin in her hand and lifted her head so that she they were making contact. "I don't think it'll bother her, Bill. She's having such a powerful divine experience that I don't think anything can bother her. And I'm not gonna scramble her brain at all, just turn down her curiosity about today's events."

"You're not gonna make her forget?" Bill asked. In spite of his anxiety, seeing a perfectly obedient Amber physically manipulate a blissed-out Jill was giving him an erection. "Isn't that easier?"

"Is it easier to explain a chunk of missing time or just lose interest in the events? She'll remember all of this but it'll be no more remarkable than mowing her lawn or filling out paperwork. I can just short-circuit any inquisitiveness about it. What do you think?"

Bill grimaced and weighed his options. He certainly wasn't comfortable fucking around in an innocent person's head, but if Amber was right it might be the perfect solution. He glanced at Jill, whose eyelids were starting to droop.

"Ok," he told Amber. "Let's do it."

Amber nodded, then suddenly broke out in a huge grin. Jill straightened up and matched her expression perfectly, letting go of Bill's hand. They shared a moment of intense eye contact, then pointed at one another.

"Whoa," they said in perfect unison.