The butt end of the spoon was halfway done now, and Brie would have blasted through another pint of blood had she suddenly not felt extremely lightheaded.

Ten seconds later she was done, but wooesy.

"Rosa. NOOOOO," she yelled, realizing what had happened. And in her shock, Brie dropped into obfuscated and out of sight, and she took her wooden spoon with her, making her way back to the living room.