She'd offered to help with your reputation, Ronan. It's your own fault for not taking her up on it.

"I don't think I know anyone who runs a psychic hotline, but maybe I should suggest it," she says. "It'd be a good way to make some money without having to interact with people in-person."

Maybe she ought to start checking out missing child notices when she gets home. You know, in her copious free time.

"I've known one or two werewolves who write erotic werewolf fantasy stories, is that better or worse?"

Share her pain, Ronan. Share it.