Thank the Lord you're here in time to rescue me Sarumite.
What a fool I have been, what a soppy idiot. How could I have fallen under Rosa's spell? Is she working in concert with Derren Brown, have I been hyptonised? Brainwashed? Re-programmed?
I can't begin to apologise enough for having let the side down but at least you are here, Sarumite.
Let us go forth with our cloves of garlic, our hare's foot, clutching our crucifixes in one hand and our swords of manlihood in the other and drive Rosa back into their rightful places - the bedroom, nursery and kitchen.
Narrow escape there, methinks.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ap-OO0xqTe4