"Doesn't she have great shoulders?"

"Magnificent."

"Her shoulders are like your boobs. Magnificent," Madison said with a determined nod of the head.

"Hey!"

Heda had picked Madison up, slung her over her shoulder, and the proceeded to haul her cute butt back down to her bedroom.

"C'mon."

“Don't wanna --" Madison grabbed the door frame in an attempt not to be carried down the stairs, but Heda was just a tad stronger than she was.

“Okay, I'll go," she said at last.

"Glad you're being so agreeable."

"Heda," Madison said as she was placed on the bed.

"Yeah?"

"This has been the best night of my life..."

Heda smiled.

"You really are stoned, aren't you?"

"Nah, I mean it. The only thing that would make it better is if we could go flying. And sex. Okay, the two things that would make it better are flying and sex. Just not together. That would be kind awkward."

"Well no flying OR sex while you're baked. At least not with me."

Heda smiled.

“And since we're going together, not with anyone else either."

"Going where?" Madison asked, momentarily perplexed. She scanned and saw that Heda was looking serious.

"Oh!" she said, sitting up.

“You mean it? I mean. . . dating?"

The hope in Madison's voice was heartbreaking.

“Of course," Heda replied.

“Then stay!"

"I said -—"