I got them scared they’ll end up bleeding too, so I’m off the hook for a few weeks.
Margo: Where the hell could Fen have gone?
Eliot: I know right. I gave her one, two, well several jobs, but the headline was, ‘Stay put and find the creep with the hard on for hunting fairies.’ OK, was he afraid of you?
Margo: Yep. They all think it’s my time of the month.
Eliot: Woman or wolf?
Margo: Who cares? Either way, I got them scared they’ll end up bleeding too, so I’m off the hook for a few weeks. Perk of marching with a bunch of scrots who have no clue how lady parts work.