"Oh yes, but then she puked them all out," Diane lied shamelessly. "But don't worry," she went on, "I hear werewolf slobber is good for the pimples."

She patted him on the forehead, twice. "But don't try to get into a werewolf mouth again, okay?" she said gently reprimanding him, ah, but with a tone like it was for something like playing with a dirty toy.

Of course, it did not even happen. So it was all just a pointless exercise. To make matters more exasperating, it was not something Theo could have helped in the first place. Poor little fellow.