Raising an eyebrow, Isabel did her best to imitate Parker at her most haughty. "I have no desire to sink that low, it's tough to get the smell out of your clothes. As for Kivar, he's light years away. He's just going to have to survive on his own." She crossed her arms, studying Lonnie like a particularly nasty bug. "So here's the thing. The whole tormenting me thing? It's not going to work. So I'd suggest you leave town. Immediately. Because if I have another bad dream? I'm going to come looking for you. And you're not going to want that to happen."