"Well what a thing to say," she cackles, finding the cellophane packaging very interesting just now.

"For the record, you are an idiot, and Amelia would, and she'd be right. You still think your 'skills' were what it was all about? Pssht. Fine. Tastes a little like castor oil, but fine."

A dismembered marshmallow bunny ear gets thrown at Tara. "Duh. No one's 'normal', Tara, especially the ones that try really hard to look it. Try not to take it too hard, which is a completely different thing than leaving it alone.