Circe's Manor: Re-re-redux!

[AmbushCat]

Elk: *opens the far left door and parades on in, still singing* Be their guests, be their guests, put their patience to the test, tie your towel around your eyes, Suave, and we'll provide the Zest...

*Without hesitation, Ellen takes the far right door. Her caution shows as she looks about the room.*

Ezekiel: *doesn't move; stares inquisitively at her sister* Light on?

Ellen: *takes a deep breath, slowly letting it out* ...Getting to that, Zeke. *flicks the nearby switch, shedding some light on the subject*

[Circe]

*Ellen will find the room to be perfectly safe, containing one bed (large enough for two) with a small table beside it, a dresser with a TV atop it directly across from the bed, and a small walk-in closet. Elk will find much the same thing in his room.* So, what do you think?

[AmbushCat]

*Elk finally stops singing. A moment later...*

Elk: The winner! *can be heard landing on the bed*

Ellen: ... *nods* Satisfactory.

Ezekiel: *tries to open the door next to hers, but can't quite manage it* Heavy.

[Circe]

Here, let me help you out. *The maid comes over and opens the door for Ezekiel, revealing another functionally identical room.*

[AmbushCat]

Ezekiel: *pokes her head inside, confirming the room's appearance, then turns to the maid and hugs her again* Thank you. *looks back the way they came* Help Eebon?

*Ellen closes the door in the meantime, getting some peace at last.*

[Circe]

Ah, right. If you kids will excuse me... *The maid walks off and, after making a brief stop to pick up some clothes, knocks on the door to the bathroom she left Eebon in.* Hello?

[AmbushCat]

*A moderately loud noise from the bathroom shuts off before Eebon opens the door. The clothes she was wearing are on the floor nearby, and it seems she was using a hair dryer to finish the job that the now-discarded towel started.*

Eebon: *nods* That was quick. Gaw. Thank you. *accepts the clothes* Do you know whether Circe-lady is busy or not? It's been a while since I've been able to say hi to her.

[Circe]

I'm not sure, really... I think I heard her say something about working on a costume earlier, I dunno if she's still doing that.

[AmbushCat]

Eebon: *throws the clothes on as she speaks* A bit oversized, but I won't complain... gaw. Anyway, if you don't know for sure, it's fine. I could probably try to find her on my own.

[Circe]

You could try, but I doubt you'd succeed... This place is really big, you have to understand.

[AmbushCat]

Eebon: *shrug* I'm a Kittenoan. *taps her nose, smiling cutely* These little Trivial Pursuit pieces aren't just for looks. Gaw. *sniffs the air a few times to illustrate* Let's see... lavender shampoo, Play-Doh, traces of apple... our kid sister's been hugging you, hasn't she?

[Circe]

*The maid chuckles.* Yeah, she got pretty affectionate... Still, I really don't think going out on your own is a good idea.

[AmbushCat]

Eebon: *thinks it over; dejected* You're right. I'd better not risk a teleport. Mom knows what would happen... gaw. ...Say, maybe you could just let her know that I'd like to say hi to her, then she could drop by the guest rooms on her own time. That sound reasonable?

[Circe]

Sure, I can do that. No problem. *The maid nods.*

[AmbushCat]

Eebon: Alright. *picks up the stuff on the floor* Nothing to do but for me to hit the guest room, then.