#anywhere

"Hard to play, now. No teams." Adam says with regret. "But anyway, not sure when I would have time?"

"Oh goodness, why didn't you say so" Grand Dame says "that can count as excercise. We can get a team for you..small ones anyway"

"Aw.... uh, I mean.... not -just- for me. I mean, they should want to play, right? Wouldn't there be a team already if they did?"

"I'll just tell the wilder boys that it's shirts vs skins againsthe girls and you never know what the odds are that the girls get to be the skins" The dear silver haired woman says sipping her tea

Adam grins. "Ok. I'm in."

"Oh good grief" His mom says but can't stop a laugh

Adam shrugs, unabashed.

the conversation is lively, Grand Dame Bondraste charms the thomases with kind smiles, quick wit.

Adam is obviously devoted to Bondraste.

It's a good conversation.

And 1122 observes it all... from the shadows.

(end Scene)