After she managed to catch her breath, she looked up at him, licking her lips. "How could I have ever doubted your loyalty? I could watch you do that all day... and it's really tempting way to kill time." A little giggle, meaning she was kidding. Supposedly. "But I have a much... better idea."

Another snap of her fingers - they could have easily walked back to the mansion, and teleportation did use a great deal of energy, but she felt it was worth it. Especially for what was to come.

Scrooge's bedroom was gone, replaced with Magica's choice colors, haunted mirrors, a fireplace with green fire, and so on and so forth. It was the perfect lair for an evil sorceress. She sighed, the energy for that spell taking a small bit of fire out of her - but one that could be easily reignited. She pushed away to sit on the bed, running a hand through her hair. "I do hope you aren't too worn out for anything else, darling."