Circe's Manor: Re-re-redux!

[Circe]

An alternative to hugging... Maybe?

[AmbushCat]

Drew: That had better be all it is. *watches as Ezekiel giggles and runs off to find something else to do* I'm not Blue, Miss Dana. I don't like the idea of being kissed by a girl.

Eebon: Um, Miss Drew? She's a boy.

Drew: *sighs* Look, kid. I can understand denial if your sibling's been transformed, but seriously: let it go.

Eebon: I'm serious. She gender-changes and species-changes at random once a week. Gaw.

Drew: ...! *spazzes out* I was kissed by a boy?! Why with the... what is this I don't even...!

[Circe]

*Dana giggles.* Easy there, Drew. It's not the end of the world...

[AmbushCat]

Drew: What, are you kidding me? We bet on which of us would be the first to get a boy's kiss. I'm gonna be out of money for, like, two months trying to pay off everyone!

Eebon: *in imitation of Amber* Good girls don't gamble. It brings only heartache. Gaw. *giggles*

Drew: Oh, cram it!

[Circe]

Ah, well... At least you don't have to pay rent or anything.

[AmbushCat]

Drew: You spotted the lone positive. *growls* I'm going to change my uniform. Excuse me, Miss Dana. *marches out of the arcade in a huff*

[Circe]

...Well, that was certainly an event. *Dana stares after Drew for a moment, then looks down to Eebon.* Are you still all right?

[AmbushCat]

Eebon: I'm not hurt this time. Just annoyed. *folds her arms* Why'd she call me 'shorty'? 45 inches is not short. Gaw.

[Circe]

Well, compared to some people, it might be... It all depends, really.

[AmbushCat]

Eebon: I guess...

Ellen: *clears her throat from the DDR machine* ...Excuse me, Dana? I'm going to go ahead and speak to Circe, if you don't mind.

[Circe]

Eh-heh... Oh? *Dana looks over to Ellen.* Oh, I don't mind at all. Would you like me to help show you around?

[AmbushCat]

Ellen: ...Sure.

Random maid #16: *chewing on a corn dog* Don't worry, Miss Dana. An eye on the others we'll keep!

[Circe]

Ah, thank you. I trust you'll take good care of them... *Dana curtsies to her fellow maid and leads Ellen out into the hall.* Now, where to find Miss Circe... *Dana pulls a map out of her pocket and looks it over, muttering to herself.*

[AmbushCat]

Ellen: *follows along; speaks dryly* ...Forget the map. We need an atlas.

[Circe]

*Dana chuckles.* Sounds like you already know this house's reputation... Well, I think I know where Miss Circe should be now. Come along... *Dana heads down the hall, still consulting her map.*