#goldfinchfreehold

She frowns a bit. "It might be circumstantial and nothing more...but I'm beginning to think she's House Leanhaun."

"She's a sidhe?"

"Well...no. Don't they have other kiths in that house, too? Cause the more I think about it, the more it fits."

"Well, wouldn't be the first quisling in Paris" She admits "Uhm, who and WHAT is the mark?"

Sylvi waits until the music hits a raucous chorus before leaning forward and whispering, "Symon's the one wearing the charm that you need to get rid of."

"You want me to sneak up on ... geez us and Joz us, why don't you just dip my under pants in honey and stake me to an ant farm?"

Sylvi seriously reminds her, "You shook on it."

Rikki's ringed eyes narrow, "You know damned well how dangerous he is when he gets in a tiff. I mean, there must be SOME reason Dirk hasn't eaten him yet?"

"Yeah. Seriously, I know, and maybe I'm not being fair, but you've got the skills, and I need the help. And...hm. Hey, maybe that's an idea. Get Dirk to be your accomplice, somehow."

A brow lift "I sense a few flaws with your plan, like it, Dirk's got a big mouth"

"Canyon sized" She adds for exaggeration

"He does. But he's not the idiot people assume he is."

"But you might be right. I'll keep him in reserve in case shit goes sideways."

"Can I at least use the Brute Squad? You know, she of Yeet feats?"

She hesitates before asking, "How?"

"how? As a distraction? I steal it, she can chase me and look innocent... you want this con to work?"

"Actually, yeah, I really like that scenario. She's gotta agree with it, though."

"Look, Sam and I aren't snuggly snuggly, she's too straight laced, but she's the same uptight do gooder to me that she is to everyone else and that's as close as I get to fair treatement. She needs an alibi or she'll guilt spill all over creation"

"I totally agree. But...you want her to know that she shouldn't pound you into a fine mush, right?"

"Mr. WRiggles is the one I can't hide from" She reminds "As long as I stay out of lance range, I have time for the less than jolly blue giant. "

"Okay. It's your play, so you call the shots. But it needs to be done soon. I have a sneaking suspicion she's going to try to take him overseas, and if she does I'm not sure we'll get him back."

"Overseas?" A beat "Can I have his stu.. what am I saying, his stuff is gross." A thought "Where's the cat?"

Then she says "Sylvi... the void thing he pets like a Bond Villain? Have you seen it? Have you talked? "

A blink. "Oh, crap. Lovecraft. Yeah, she'll be a real wrench in things. Dammit. No, I haven't seen her in a while."

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