Your mother? Your mother was a witch. No, not a bitch — and I don’t to hear you using that kind of language in this house — your mother was a real-life spell-casting sister of the dark ones. Oh, I knew it going in, I thought it was hot… I mean, I thought it was cool.
But it’s not cool, understand? There’s nothing cool about spending all your money on herbs and potions and sacrificing helpless animals and leaving your family to run off and try to summon Agaliarept or whoever. Anyway, you’re a good girl, you won’t turn out like that.