Syrinx: Well, you are my niece, you live here, and Wendy says you ARE part of the family. Congratulations. You qualify. You are going. You're going to the family meeting afterwards too.
Syrinx: Salem, you are GOING. Now quit whining, and get ready.
(meanwhile, elsewhere in the Treehouse....)
Ophelia: Well, you know... her friends said that she'd be sick of pixies in six months. So she's probably just beginning to weed out the pixies she's sick of.
Thorne: Hmmm... it will be exactly six months on the 7th of March, but I really don't think...
(to be continued...)