Come on over when you get up. I’m dying to hear about last night, and I’ve got some news to tell you.”“No, I’m fine now. Let me brush my hai... and make myself look half-way respectable, and I’ll be there. What’s the news?”“You’ll find out when you get here,” Roger said.“You rat!” June exclaimed. “At least give me a hint.”“Not on your life. Just get that cute little ass of yours over here.”“See you soon. Goodbye.” June hung up the phone and turned to go back upstairs. As she turned, she noticed. You can always go to the headmistress and ask those questions.“What makes you think she’ll tell me anything?”She’s like a mother to you. She adopted you and raised you. You know, they really should start teaching you as children instead of waiting until you’re adults.“It’s too dangerous with our powers being too uncontrollable,” the witch explains. “Besides, many of us lose that power when we reach adult hood.”It’s a shame then that so much of your life is wasted.“It would be if we didn’t live. One night we had all been home alone and had raided my parents’ wine cabinet together. We had spent the night getting drunk and watching a horror film. My brother had passed out leaving Helen and I talking. We had talked about all sorts of things as drunken people often do. We even lost our inhibitions enough to talk about those subjects we would normally be too embarrassed to cover. Back then I was too shy to talk to girls very well, and had always been a little tongue tied around her;. ” She sips her champagne and giggles again. "I love champagne, it makes me so..." Giggly?" I offer hopefully.“Uh-huh… horny,” she says softly and turns to acknowledge a passing couple."What did you just say?" I ask when she turns back to me.Jewel puts her lips to my ear. "I said it makes me horny.” Her eyes focus on mine, challenging, “Champagne," she adds, "makes most women horny. It’s what they drink when they're away on their business trips." Why are you telling me all this?"“Simply because.