Zelda Spellman

“I guess we’ve just breezed right past the whole “knocking-and-waiting-for-the-other-person-to-answer” phase.”

If there was one thing Bella had gotten used to from living in the city, it was the privacy of her own apartment. Now, having had to return to the Coven and to Greendale, she’d lost it... and she wasn’t used it, as was made obvious by the fact that she fequently didn’t bother putting on clothing for the treck from her own private bathroom into what she thought was her private bedroom.

"Unless you've taken after Hilda and you've brought a mortal home I highly doubt that." Unless she was the latest in the coven to fall for Melvin's charms. Somehow that was less likely than Bella sleeping with a mortal. "You're hardly the first woman to sneak men into this house, and I gurantee the rest of us- well your mother and I- have done everything you've even thought of."

“That’s beside the point...” Ugh she had to start locking her door, or better yet she should move out. Why was she, a grown witch, living with her aunties still? “And The day I start sleeping with mortals, just kill me..” she adds, crinkling her nose. There were more warlocks than the Order of Hecate had to offer, that was for sure, she certainly wasn’t going to feel the need to experiment with mortals.

Walking within those old huge churches and within those old architectural buildings reminds me of the past lives of mine where I walked within the same and similar paths. It’s like a dejavu sometimes, but without my loved ones from back then!

Zelda: You know, the children treat me like a god.

“I guess we’ve just breezed right past the whole “knocking-and-waiting-for-the-other-person-to-answer” phase.”

If there was one thing Bella had gotten used to from living in the city, it was the privacy of her own apartment. Now, having had to return to the Coven and to Greendale, she’d lost it... and she wasn’t used it, as was made obvious by the fact that she fequently didn’t bother putting on clothing for the treck from her own private bathroom into what she thought was her private bedroom.

"Unless you've taken after Hilda and you've brought a mortal home I highly doubt that." Unless she was the latest in the coven to fall for Melvin's charms. Somehow that was less likely than Bella sleeping with a mortal. "You're hardly the first woman to sneak men into this house, and I gurantee the rest of us- well your mother and I- have done everything you've even thought of."

“Exactly! I’d much rather get wine drunk and go frolicking in the woods than have to sit through a rom-com and be pleasant about terrible chocolate and flowers that are basically already dying when you get them.” Bella offers, popping a delicate imported chocolate truffle into her mouth.

"That would require there to be good chocolate to be associated with Valentine's Day period, Bella." Really Thanksgiving was the only mortal holiday Zelda had any use for at all. It wasn't so much the food or the holiday itsself really it was the football games. Although if Mass America would finally accept a real sport- rugby- she'd have been happier.