Unsettled Matters

She waved a hand dismissively, then refocused on Lyra. “My point is—science, medicine, and my extremely advanced brain all agree on one thing.”

She raised both hands like she was delivering a final verdict.

“Never. Ever. Go. To. Bed. Angry.”

She nodded solemnly, as if sealing a sacred oath. “It’s medically irresponsible.”

A snap of her fingers. “Bad for your heart, your brain, and your future