#anywhere

"Pinions? Oh.. I get it, yeah most cats do," McKinley grins still petting brown dog "Cats are wonderful too but in different ways. They don't like being petted the same way. Sometimes it's hard finding out one person likes, and then finding out another person might not like it, but we all should try right?"

"RIGHT" CJ agrees. Dogs and cats are just different sorts of people after all

"Odin is my cat. Or I'm his person. Fifty fifty."

"Yup. He likes Sissy best .SHe's good with horses too. She's the best!" CJ sticks his tiny jaw out as if ready to debate this point on the field of honor

"Well best is best. I can see she really loves you... and you really love her." A tilt of the Piskie's head "I can also see you're contemplating a gentleman's nap"

Indeed,, Dagmar can see that the milk and sandwich have gotten to her brother and he's looking sluggish

"Yeah, I think I see some sleepies."

"Want me to tuck him in?" McKinley says softly to Dagmar "I won't mistake it for a hiring"

"The final decision is up to Mom, ain't it?"

"Well, her and me, yeah, but I still don't want to be a joirk about it" A shrug, then she says "Cmon CJ, let's get you out of there and you can dream big dreams of adventure." She helps him out

CJ says "When I dream..." Yawn "I'm big like mom da and sis!"

"Well, sometimes dreams do come true" with expert car she scoops the boy up, and says "let's go tell your mom see if she thinks it's a good dream time"

"Gonna dream big, sis!" Her brother says as he's carried off. And just like that... the Piskie heads off with brother in tow, to go out to talk in the living room.

Sam follows at a distance, keeping an eye but trying to extend some trust.

Tove is surprised, not unpleasantly, to see the Piskie entrusted, and nods "Backroom to the left"

CJ gets a kiss, of course from Tove. And soon McKinley is gone. Tucking CJ

Arms folded again.

Tove looks over at Dagmar and whispers "She's a bit sassy, but that's not all together bad. I think either her or Demetra"

"Yeah. Nothing against Manny..."

"Me neither but headaches you don't need" She says "And I feel bad about this, but I'd really like to understand whoever we get for certain when you're not arround to double check"

"I wonder if Vali or the Trio are looking?"

"Good question. Maybe mention it to them when you see them?" She offers

"I wonder just how good she is with that sword."

"Well, she seems confident" Her mother contemplates

And out comes the Piskie "Little tyke fell right to sleep," McKinley explains "I saw twobit. She gave me a look like if tried anything funny she'd bite my frickin toes off. Short but fiesty. I feel a kinship" amused then more seriously "There's one thing you folks haven't asked me, so I'll just get it out of the way. I'm a Piskie..sometimes my hands 'borrow' interesting items. If you feel you need to pat me down before I leave the house now, or each time I come over for nanny duty, I won't be offended, though I always return stuff I take from an employer and weirdly ? I never steal stuff from a child. I think it has to do with how it's perceived? Ask the Dreaming. Anyway, either i fit, or I don't. CJ's a cute kid. Be happy to work with him but in the end it's your call, Mrs King. Think me over."

"What about you? You have questions for us?" A little brow wrinkle. "Interviews go two ways. And I wasn't..." A shrug. A frown.

"You wanted to maake sure your little brother never went through the shit you did.. I respect that" The teacher turned Nanny said "But I'm not gonna pry into that as it's not my biz. You can vent at me sometime though and I'll listen. I think I got what I need to learn from here. Heard of your mom" A nod to Tove "Mrs King is a performer and a wood worker and would probably like from free time to pursue both. You" She looks back to Dagmar "Are a college student and a knight... you could probably use at least some free time to do wilder fun stuff. Though trolls idea of fun IS a bit of a mystery to me. Unless there's something you think I need to know right away? We're good."

"I make spicy foods if you eat with us. I've a low tolerence for bland" Tove inserts

"Heh. Fairly warned" McKinley nods then looks at Dagmar "Anything you think I should be asking?"

"Not sure."

"Then if you think of anything" She holds out a card and hands it to Tove "or if you make up your mind for or against, text or call me. I should get going" McKinley says

"Wait.. I have one other question, do you know if there are any other applicants coming today?" Tove says "I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed"

"Ha, you guys are probably a bit tired of us storming through. Far as I know there are just three of us" She says

"Thank you, " Tove says "No offense meant but I need to think this over."

"Course, of course." McKinley gives a thumb up, and then heads out

Dag sees her off with an up-nod.

"Mmm yes, " Tove says "Definitely her or Demetra"

"Do you have a favorite?"

"No, I can see advantages to both. Why don't we talk to your father about them over dinner later tonight? Unless you're going out again with May for dinner?" Musing is much easier after a sleep over and friendship rekindled

"Things are going better with May..."

"Great. But does that mean you want to have dinner her tonight or going with her tonight? either is fine" she assures

"We're having spaghetti" She adds

"Oo."

"You know what ,if you like, best of both worlds, Ask May if she'd like to have dinner with us here... and then when she goes, we'll talk to your dad about Nannies. How's that?" A smile

"THAT sounds like a plan."

"I wonder if Symon would..."

Frown. "Nah, he's got Cairrean."

There is a rattling sound from within one of the cupboards.

Brow?

Even the most powerful brow cannot penetrate a cupboard door!