#bergen_county

"I bet."

"oh, he will probably tell you all about it."

"bitch about it, yeah."

"He'll have opinions" She predicts

"Abotu everything."

"Yes well, you're very patient with his opinions" She approves.

"Well, he's mine."

"Sometimes I think he thinks you're his, but you're a good team" She nods.

"Hmph. He would."

"But he's mine."

"Hey, don't put me in the middle of this" She says jokingly "But I know you're his favorite. "

"..Yeah." A little smile. "And I'm pretty sure I'm the favorite of the horses, too."

"You have a way with animals."

She nods. "I like them."

"And they like you. " She says "How's the chilli? Need anything?"

"It's okay."

"Good." She sits down "WOw. I am bushed still from the Pennons. But glad we went. Piper is good. Mark my words, she's going to be winning the big prizes next year if I don't keep my game up"

"Hmph." She seems about to say something else, then stops and frowns.

"Oh now, don't frown. SHe's a fine young lady and really nice."

"I guess."

"I gave her a gift...small instrument. So if she wins a prize with it, I still get to steal some credit" A wink

"Good plan, yeah."

"Thanks. Oh. Ah.. Dad tells me he met Adam?"

"At Pennons, yeah."

"how'd they get along?"

"Mmph. Okay, I think."

"Adam wasn't in jerk-mode."

"He can be charming at times" She concedes

"Yeah."

"I think he's unseelie."

"Oh. Mmm that might explain somethings" She eyes her daughter curiously "Are you feeling the .ah pull early this year?"

Grunt. "I mean, I don't know if you can really tell with kinain."

"Mmm" She nods.

"Mmm"

"Mmmm" a nod

then "Is this how you and your father do it?" A smile

Snort-grin. A nod.

She chuffs softly herself and kisses her daughter on the top of her head. "My kick ass girl"

"Yeah, well.."

"I don't know if I told you how amazing that fight with you and Colton was."

Grin!

"Honestly, if Colton didn't have that magic arm, you'd have had him"

"Mmph."

"He's good, though."

"He is," She concedes.

A grunt. Yes, Sam is decidedly more green than normal - a sort of darkish teal rather than a true blue.

"Oh dear." SHe says "I suspect you're feeling a wee bit unseelie"

Brow-furrow. "Don't think so."

"No? mm well, if you are so be it. It's the season, and you've had a lot dropped in your lap recently"

"Well, I just feel like me."