She needs her friend back.

"Can you, uh... remove your scripts again?" Regina asked shakily. "I kinda want Madison back."

"I am Madison," it replied coolly. "You'd like me to use the release tablet to unbind both of us?"

Regina nodded and Madison reached for the stone. Pat watched with mild interest as she began to rapidly recite the incantation, then both golems collapsed. Regina put the Madison script back in the Madison golem with shaking hands.

"Please work, please work..." she begged as she reached out to rebind it. She spoke the word and Madison's crumpled form reassembled and stood, looking around the room with a yawn.

"Oh wow, that hits different even when you know it's coming," she said. "Last time I got surprised by a release stone and it was really unpleasant. Anyway, how long was I out? What did you do?"

Regina stared at her, mouth agape. "You... you weren't you. You weren't you, Mads! What the fuck just happened? How is this possible?"

Madison drew her into a hug. "It's okay," she said soothingly.

"I saw your body... you looked dead," Regina said dully. Now that her friend was back, the adrenaline was wearing off and shock was setting in. "How is that possible?"

Madison helped her to the couch and sat next to her. "Because I'm not real," Madison said. "I'm sorry, I know you don't want to accept that, but it's true. I'm just a lump of dirt."

Regina stared at the ground for a long moment before replying. "If you're just mindless dirt," she said slowly, "how can I trust anything you say?"

"You can't," Madison said with an apologetic smile.

"Great," Regina said. "Then I don't believe you when you tell me you're mindless dirt."

"After all that? You still don't believe I'm a golem?"

Regina shook her head. "I understand that. I don't believe that you're mindless. I've known you for years, Mads. You can't just tell you're not really a sentient being and expect me to believe it."

Madison sighed wearily. "Fine. I guess it doesn't matter whether or not you believe that part. Now, more importantly, you wanna modify me?"

"What?" Regina asked, shocked by the question. "Why would-"

"Because I saw how much fun you were having with Lauren," Madison said as she stepped forward. "What I haven't mentioned is that we gave Pat the ability to transmit modifications on the fly via eye contact."

"That's beside the point," Regina countered. "Lauren was just a teaching robot, but you're my friend and a fully-formed individual."

"A fully-formed individual who is enthusiastically consenting and even asking you to do this. Or, if I'm right, a lump of clay with no more human rights than a potted plant."

Madison reached down and placed Pat's script inside her open mouth, then activated her. Pat rose, greeted them cordially, and offered her services. Madison gestured to her.

"Go ahead," she told Regina. "Tell her what you want. I can bitchy or stupid or innocent or Spiderman. She can undo all of it instantly. So what'll it be?"