Bard rapidly shrinks down and transforms until he is somewhat human in shape but still obviously very angry.
He turns and glances at Lois and in a surprisingly mild voice states. "This isn't exactly a Mentos moment here but I'll keep it under consideration for the next time."
Turning his attention back to the terrified imp in his hands he studies him again. "Who is it 13? Who have you allowed to take possession of you and create such anger and hatred for your sister? What power could be great enough to take control of one of my imps without my knowing it and would hate a female imp so..."
Bard's eyes grow wide. "No, not her. Not her again."