The accidental spear clattered to the floor from the now-pristine tummy as Penny conscientiously did her crunches on the morgue table.
"Now will you give me back my pretty Precious?" Dru asked.
"Of course," Penny said, tugging the Gem of Amara past her knuckle. "You were right, they weren't worth it."
Her heart was intact, that was what counted.
"Flickers?" Dru asked.
"Dark Knight," Penny agreed.