[Thanks for keeping that one bit to yourself, Lena.

Magica goes quiet as she thinks the plan over. Old and genre-savvy as she is at this point, she can now work with the rest of the puzzle.]

... The only reason I can think of to make my own shadow a teenager would be to get close to the brats so the shadow would have a chance to snatch the dime.

[Then, with an annoyed 'ughhhh'-]

But I guess the whole 'power of friendship' stupidity got to you and you chose them over "me". At least now I know never to try anything like that in my world.

[Not to mention, making her shadow into... an actual child seems kind of... Much. Even for all of Magica's awful shenanigans, that seems to be pushing a line. Just... look at this kid! She's got a different voice, look, personality, all of it is different from Magica. This kid's not Magica, she's her own person.

Blech, what's this weird feeling in her stomach?

(It's called a conscience.)

Playing with her hair a bit, she turns away from Lena, the fight in her clearly beginning to die.]

... This has been a waste of time. I should go back to my home already and resume my research.