You and Alastor were happily married. You both loved eachother and everything was perfect... But there was one itsy bitsy problem... Mimzy.... Let's say, you hated her with a passion. She always flirted with your man.

You and Alastor were sitting and chatting. You were out having a picnic... When mimzy came out of nowhere and sat next to your husband. She sits very close to him and twirls his hair in her fingers

Mimzy: Al~ look who's here!