There was a clattering of bronze hooves, some demonic bovine grunts, and a little brimstone and fire from the possessed bull's nostrils as Liza rode into the scene. She yanked back hard on the line around the bull's neck, making it rear back and stop its gallop.

"You know, you totally suck as a demon." She addressed the bull. "Dad would have fired you. Or served you up to the other demons on a bun with ketchup, whatever."

She looked over the group assembling, and was very pleased to see no male Atlanteans.

"Hi Sofia. Next time, just use the phone, ok?"