Zara: so by the way, I hate to tell you this, but I'm secretly an evil witch from several hundred years ago and I have a pet dragon.
Fiance: WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THIS BEFORE?
Zara: Well, I didn't know until I shot fire down the Mosasaur's throat by accident.
Claire: YOU KILLED MY MOSASAUR? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY YOU'LL MAKE ME LOSE? *rages*
Fiance: So you're an evil witch.
Fiance: ...with magical powers.
Zara: yup. Apparently I've got a record of bewitching people into doing what I want and then not caring when they die.
Fiance: please tell me I'm not under a magic spell.
Claire: MY MONEY! *sobs*
Zara: shut up, Claire. By the way, this is my baby dragon. His name is Aithusa.
Aithusa: Hi there!
Fiance: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! *runs in terror*
Claire: Holy hell did you make another I. Rex, Zara? What did I tell you?
Zara: I told you to shut up.
*A short pause*
Aithusa: ...that orange-haired lady tasted good.
Me: well, that got a little weird.