Nicola to the rescue.

Out of thin air, she came, from her ipod she heard the twins cry for help on an NPR podcast, as the frequencies got confused.

Nicola towered over the tiny Fire Goddess and started spinning towards her.

"Oiey, You Fire Lady, Leave my kind, the snowtwins be, or else. Go back to your nightclub in NY. No fire tricks allowed in this neighborhood." she said very assertively, considering she only just arrived here from London.

Nicola wrapped her big arms around the Fire Goddess in a friendly but firm grip and all her flames dissolved and the snowtwins were safe again.

"I was only making friends,"the Fire Goddess said, looking at her soaked leather glove.

"Do something useful and join the SP Scottish Tartan Army and help us win the day in Iraq. No time to waste and then we can all be friends."
and so the Fire Goddess joined our ranks.