#anywhere

"How would you judge betterness? I'm afraid I simply do not know. I'm the only rabbit here, so I only know that I am, by default, the best Bluebell there ever might be."

"Look, if they're not going to show I should just go before I get furkingg snowed in. Fine. I came with a olive branch, I got put on hold. I get the hint"

Bluebell stands in a hurry. "Thistle was called to meet with the Baron and Baroness before your arrival. I will see that she comes swift as a bunny. I am not here to stall." Sincere!

"I don't what you're here for... feel like I just got hit with the welcome basket in the side of my head" Thistle eyes the door out

She bows, and belatedly offers a tray of sweets. Freshly baked, and they smell delicious.

Kylie wrings hehr hands, looking flustered

"We do not often entertain guests. Perhaps I have forgotten how."

"It must be nice to live in a barony with so much activity, always coming and going..."

"No thanks.." She waves off the food "Heard this story about pomengrates and with the way this day is going I shouldn' take chances"

She eyes the huge flakes "I shoulda gotten a thicker coat... or a blow torch"

Bluebell wrings her hands, looking fretful. "I have not helped, have I?"

"Sorry, Bugs, but no.. not so much... look, my boss is a Fiona, love her to death but they're a bit crazy for action so I think she wants to see where this goes.. me I just wanted tto confirm I read this Thistle girl wrong and it snowballed on both sides... I'm gonna go home, lie to my boss like a pooka, and say all is peace"

"I cannot condone lying. Please, wait just one moment more." Bluebell stands and curtseys, then hurries to the library.

She does not eat the rolls. They smell great, but what if it has a laxitive? or a small explosive?

Kylie ponders texting for a rescue/ retrieval. Of course, the more folks she involves in this, the more i's gonna suck and likely get back to the baroness

Thistle follows Bluebell (and Aiden?)

Aiden walks along side her, as Bluebell murmurs to him, but it doesn't seem to make much sense. A tale of braggadocio and storms and rabbits and oh, she dislikes the taste of her foot, as lucky as it is...

Aiden does not comprehend anything, and soon they are at the study! "Thistle, you should speak to her. Often common folk may be less at ease with a noble bearing over them." He gestures, "I will wait, and can come speak as well if needed."

Bluebell also makes herself scarce.

Her spirals are yellow again, but she nods.

A step forward and she clears her throat.

Kylie looks up "Oh thank Gernsbeck... it's acually you"

"Yeah. Bluebell said you met her first."

"yeah.. I don'tt know if she was rubbing my face intto shit or just trying to sing your praises because.. reasons. Look, Thistle, I'm acually a people person- by nocker standards, but no one bats a 1000. I had someone tell me that maybe I misunderstood you, took offense when none was furking met. So... I do't furking know, maybe I screwed up and misttook somethinng for something else. You willing to talk about it real quick?"

Shrug.

"I guess."

"Fine. Did you intend to act snnobby and insult my workshop? ?" She decides keeping it to a yes or no might be best as three words from this girl was damned hard from before

Frown. "No!"

"Okay, so my brainpan saw things wrong, and I got all butthurt and mouthed off 'back' " She makes air quotes "When I shouldn't have..and then you got angry for real.. and it snowballed. that about it?"

She actually sounnds relieved at the notion she was wrong

She chews on her lip and sort of shrug-nods.

Thistle may notice that a bracelet she gave to Bluebell, and a mug that she made for Lavender, are both on the table alongside the coffee and snacks.

"Well... I guess I owe you and your hold an apology for leaping to conclusionsn"

"Okay."

Studying her feet.

"Well, apologies for the furkinn misunderstanding and the stupid post saining duel. Safe to assume it's called off?"

"Yeah. Don't wanna duel."

A look at the bracelet and mug "to be honest, your stuff isn't drek... and this before you're sained. By the time you are, not sure anyone would feel cocky going against you... " A needle teeth smile as she chuckles "gonnna dispappointt my baroness.. I thinnk she was bored and wanted at least some 'craft off'" She rises up "I better go back while I can. No hard feelings?" She offers a hand to shake

She takes the hand.

"I'm sure your shop is cool."

Firm shake "I'm furkinn proud of it," A look "You got a work area here I would gguess?"

She nods. "Yeah. The Baron is really generous."

"I see why you fought for him. " Kylie nods "Baroness set me up nice too. Sometime I'll give you a tour if you visitt again"

"IF you want. Won't press"

"Would it be an insult if I asked if you wanted to see it?"

"WIlly's forge is awesome, but it's her turf, so I can't show you it. Wudlig is still gettin' established."

"Not insulted... furkin honored to see your spot."

"It's... well. Um. C'mon."

And she abruptly takes off.