[Mrs. Fettina Goes to MERC]

"I think you underestimate what hormones can do to you, Dena, honey... but maybe elf babes are different," Fettina ponders and fingers her bottom lip. "So I mean... are you really cool consigning this baby to this creep? Is that something you'd want your moms to do? Isn't there a way we could do this without giving it to a weirdo?"

"And I mean... you have to screw this weirdo too, right?" She sticks out her silver tongue in disgust.