"Or maybe she's not in a hurry. Or maybe she would rather have her demon friends do all the looking."

Meanwhile, Bath Lady's minions are bringing her a human, who seems generally confused about where he is and what he is doing there.

"For me?" she exclaims, clasping her hands together. "Oh, Minion, I could just kiss your yucky face!"

She stands up, dusts her hands off cheerfully, and grabs the man's head. Her fingers sink into his skull as though it's partially insubstantial, doing no obvious physical damage but causing him to scream.