#anywhere

It has been a busy week for Zara, or near week, but the time to head home is soon. Earl says "Any last minute things you want to do? Risk getting whammied by Cricket? Have Tea with Nigel one more time? Try one of those mushrooms Danubee has?"

"Mm.. Cricket does seem a touch of a poor sport. I shall send her books in recompense."

A smirk "That's just going to alarm her more that you know" He packs his many paintings

"Oh no." She grins.

"That poor willworker" He says

"Poor? She shall be rewarded with gifts."

"Not meant in the financial way" A smile "So, ready to go home then? "

"Aye. Time for my own chair, and my own library, and familiar comforts."

"And me!" Jeff beams

SIGH

"I've learned some new tricks. here.. let me show you" He sticks his hand in Zara, a bit rude and she feels a tingle "I should go when you do now"

"Hey!" Alarmed.

"That is impolite."

"Oh. Sorry." he says "I just got excited. Cricket told me I might be able to use you as ..uh. feter now"

Eyes narrow.

"Oh, DID she?"

"And we're going" Earl says before this can escalate

Hisss. Oh, Zara is pissed.

And flicker flash they go, Zara, Earl, their luggage, their books, their paintings...

Sigh And Jeff