With ten girls sitting around an altar that was until moments previously a Barbie Dream House, Edna intoned solemnly, “And now we shall perform the banishment ceremony.”

During the dramatic pause, Stacy whispered to Amber, “Worst sleepover ever.”

Edna shot a dirty look in their direction but continued, “First we shall have the animal sacrifice.”

Jeannie flopped the raw chicken breast onto the overturned frisbee by the altar.

“And now,” Edna droned, “the fire of Buer.”

Emily used a pink Bic to light a raspberry scented candle. The pumpkin one wouldn’t light.

“Next, the blood of a heretic!”

Sophie happily tossed out of her possession a Ziploc bag containing a mass of tissues and an oblong piece of disposable cloth.

“And finally, the offering to be removed from this earthly plane, my father’s keys.”

The small mass of jangling metal landed on the altar squarely, much to Edna’s amusement. Her grin was wicked as they come, and ear to ear.

Stacy rasped, “There is no freaking way this is going to work.”