"Woah! Hey! Why do you get frankenweenie and I'm completely zombie-petless over here? So unfair, Ned. Nedward? Nedley. Nedthaniel?" None of these names will ever be as amusing as Philliam and he's not likely to let her use any of them with frequency. Oh well. Phil's gone, what can you do?

"Is your old roomie easier to clean up after?" And there's the guilt. Smile's still in place, but oh man, the guilt. She'll be better. "My roomie doesn't have much room to talk when it comes to annoying habits."

Seriously, she puts up with a LOT living with a succubus. They both put up with a lot. Or... used to.