Zac stared as Julie stepped through the door. He was all set to scold her as he usually did (feeling uncomfortably like her father rather than her friend, and wondering if this was what it was going to be like when his kids grew up), and stopped short.
"Julie?"
Julie smiled glamourously at him. She closed the distance between them. Zac stared, amazed at the beautiful woman before him.
"Hey Zac," she said.
Then he got a whiff of her breath, blinked and the trance was broken. He frowned.
"Julie, what the hell did you do?"
"Aranince cast a beauty spell on me," Julie replied happily. "Don't you think I'm gorgeous?"
"Very but... Aranince?"
"Shannon's sister."
"Ahh," Zac paused. "Listen, Jules, don't you think this is going a little too far?"
"Too far?" Julie frowned.
"Yeah, I mean, don't most girls get a massage and go on shopping sprees and get their hair done and stuff? Don't you think a beauty spell is taking away from the whole pampering thing?"
Julie giggled.
"This is better," she said decisively.
She leant up to kiss him and Zac moved his head away. She glared at him.
"Y'know, I never found alcohol to be much of a turn on, Jules, and you're reeking of it," Zac informed her. "C'mon, let's get you to bed."
"Okay, yours or mine?"
"You are going to yours, and I am going to mine," Zac replied shaking his head as he lead her to her bedroom. "And Julie?"
"Mmm?"
"Get your hand out of my pants."