The Bratty Bitch

There's another flash, and a young blonde woman appears. She's short, despite her high-heeled shoes, and she wears expensive designer clothes.

This time, Jane is the one who reacts. "Her? No fucking way you got her to sign up for this."

The new arrival glares at her. "Sign up? What the fuck is going on? Somebody explain right now or my mother is going to sue every last one of you into the ground! How dare-!"

Cassiel waves a hand, the air around the woman's mouth shimmers, then her lips snap shut. Her eyes bulge indignantly. "That's quite enough of that. Introduce yourself so we can move on."

With another wave, the shimmer vanishes, and her mouth opens again. Rather than a continuation of her invective-filled rant, her voice calmly begins an introduction, making for an unsettling contrast with the fury in her eyes. "My name is Kate Peterson, I'm 19, I have b-cup breasts, and I'm straight. I'm currently going through college. My mother is the CEO of a major corporation. My main hobby is shopping. I know Jane as my Neurology professor, but I have no idea who the man standing next to her is." There's a pause, then she begins speaking again, furious emotion returning to her voice. "What the fuck! Did you freaks **** me or something? I'll have you all-" Her mouth snaps closed again, and she's reduced to glowering at the room.

Jane laughs "The look on her face! Oh god, that's incredible! I don't know how you did that, but it's such a treat seeing her humbled, she's been such a pain in the ass in my classes."

Cassiel smiles. "I thought you'd appreciate that. Anyway, it's time to bring in number three"