#rivervale_lodge

"I'll see what I can do.. oh look at the time, I've been so busy showing off how to do a wood working I forgot you have other classes with homework, not just shop. You better go tackle them. Want me to bring up some sandwiches? and a drink while you do homework?"

"Doctor Pepper?"

"And one Doctor Pepper. Go on, put Thor up in your room for me, and get started on your homework. I'll be up shortly with your drink and such"

tove smiles at her

"Thanks, Tove. You're the best." And off she thunders

Tove's smile grows at the praise as she watches the girl go up. Then she hears a meowing... "Yes, Odin. I'll feed you too. " mmph cats

(End scene)

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Dagmar is giving a random task by Tove. This isn't bad and actually is a very Kerrish thing to do. The hard part is not SNItCHING the food she's delivering because it smells SO good

Just one little piece.. but, no. Duty.

But there's enough for two in here..no,will power!Trollish Willpower...and she needs it.

She tromps along, headed...?

There to Torrin (and Tove's) Cabin. Maybe Racer will meet her? He often does.

And a voice singing, it is not Torrin's though, it is younger, still male, and has a golden tone to it

"Lady, I'm your knight in shining armor and I love you
You have made me what I am and I am yours
My love, there's so many ways I want to say I love you
Let me hold you in my arms forever more
You have gone and made me such a fool
I'm so lost in your love'

Poppycock lyrics, really mushy stuff... and yet,, that voice

Her nose wrinkles. Eeeewwww, love songs. "Racer, hey, Racer?" A soft call for the dog.

the voice ..disturbingly sexy is how some girls would put it. Not Dagmar. Nope. She doesn't go for that mushy stuff. Ugh. No... even if for some reasonit might make her fell tingly, that's probably the spicy smells from the food

As more lyrics about belonging together flow past... a thin gray canine head peeks out from the deck and Racer comes closer, sure he heard (and smelled) something

"Oh, good boy!" She holds the basket out of reach, and pets the old greyhound.

The old greyhound wags at the pets, and eyes the basket

"Not for you. For them."

The tail wags slower. BIG eyes

"Forever let me wake to see you each and every morning
Let me hear you whisper softly in my ear
In my eyes I see no one else but you
There's no other love like our love
And yes, oh yes, I'll always want you near me
I've waited for you for so long
Lady, your love's the only love I need" mmm darn good voice, like a dream...but, loyally, Dagmar might tell herself it's not as good as Tove's or even Torrin's

Uhg. She'll wait until the song is done before knocking.

Tove doesn't like the interruptions, so the same rule presumably applies here.

Racer llifts his head up... up..closer towards the bsket

"Nooo. Not for doggies. Or for Dagmars."

Racer looks at her as if to say 'Split it with you' sly old hound

"I'll get you a biscuit in a minute, okay?"

A wag, just as the song ends " I want you to know
You're the love of my life, you're my lady"

And Torrins' voice can be heard, "Good good, but don't be afraid to drift a bit from Kenny Roger's style if you feel the urge to do so. you're not the original singer, you'll never be him. You're Spencer DeBuke, and when it comes to cover music, trust me, good musicians borrow, great musicians steal"

A knock on the door.

Another voice , still honey like goes "Like how folks folks think 'Hurt' is a Johnny Cash song?"

"Exactly I.. oh mm wonder who that is..." The door opens and Torrin smiles to see Dagmar "Well, Dagmar. How are you? Come in come in"

"Hey Torrin. Tove sent food!"

"Did she now?" He motions "Set it down. This is Spencer, my apprentice. Spencer, this is Dagmar... she's..."//"She's the bad ass who helped whoop Kelby and the others" Spencer says "I was in the crowd at pennons."

Torrin chuckles a bit "Just so."

"Hey." A grin at the praise. "Yeah, I was at Pennons. So you're a DeBuke, too?"

"Yup," he smiles sheepishly "I know, seems like Iowa's main export is trolls thanks to us. But we also have ham. One thing we didn't have was a great respect for music, but when I told em I wanted to be a singer they backed me up and I hope to be the first DeBuke skald some day. Master Torrin is teaching me the old ways but letting me mix it up. "

"With Kenny Rogers?" She holds out the basket.

"Well, my famiily likes older stuff .. least the elders do. Cash, Rogers, Willie Nelson... though Great Uncle Emmit likes Prog Rock. Aunt Agnes says he's weird"

"Prog? What is a Prog?"

"Progressive Rock ... I think that's it" he admits "Late 60s and early 70s rock and roll. they have the coolest albulm covers"

"...Weird. Okay."

"Yeah, it is" he admits with a blush of purple "I like all sorts of music. What kind do you like?"

She shrugs. "Dunno. Loud stuff. Rock."

"And Tove's songs, even when they aren't loud. They're old, but still okay."

"You like Metallica?" he asks

She nods. "Yeah, they're okay."