"Maleficent, my dear, you're..." Ursula hesitated as she drew near, eyeing the last glimmering tongues of flame with mild discomfort before smiling beatifically again, "...positively glowing...!" Since the mistress had gone through the trouble of such a flashy entrance, a little ceremony seemed appropriate, so she bowed slightly, surprisingly graceful.

"I'm as surprised as you are, believe me," she sighed when she straightened, placing her hand on one broad hip. "But! We mustn't complain. Not now, when all the gang is here." She chuckled, leaning towards Maleficent conspiratorially, adding, "Well, the best of the gang, anyway."