It's been a month since your Step-Grandma Diane mysteriously regained her youth. The only thing you can think of causing such a ridiculous thing was when you picked up that knocked over shrine the other week and said a quick half assed prayed, wishing for a beautiful and loving woman like how your Step-Grandma looked in that photo above the fireplace on her 21st birthday all those years ago. You were and are staying at Diane's mansion due to its closeness to your college, returning home you see her standing at the entrance like she always did to welcome you home.

"Welcome home, Dear. Did you have a nice day at college?" She asks in a kind and gentle voice as she walks over to you briskly.

"I made some pastries if you'd like some. Come inside, Dear and I'll fetch you a plate." She offers as you gently takes your arm and walks in with you.