You make sure to pat your stomach and glance at her so she knows exactly what you're asking for.
For a moment you're worried that she'll be one of those hypocrites but then she laughs and the girl inside of her screams and you know your good.
"it depends, you can always keep going to the arcade. I'm sure a couple of teenagers will be hanging out there. I'm pretty sure Mandy was planning to go there after she finished off her babysitting here."
Mandy screaming indicated that she wouldn't be going anywhere soon as the experience predators stomach seems to be expertly fleansing the girl
"if you looking for something a bit older, I think there is a bar nearby, although you'd probably need a fake ID to get in."
She said seeming not to care about the legality which considering she was murdering someone in front of you, was probably a safe bet.
"and of course, if you're willing to trade one of your siblings, I have three kids upstairs, who you could take. But that will cost your family."
Cathy sounded quite casual about that and lifted her leg and shot a jet of foul gas into the air.
Mandy screeched as you heard this sickening crunch.
