#rivervale_lodge

She stops in place

Frank stands and goes to the kitchen. "Thane Tiffany?"

She comes out nearly smacking him with the door as he comes in "Ooo uh fancy meeting you here! Yes sir?"

"Would you walk Eden home?" Gently.

"Wow... so I want to go walksies? You are so getting a talk from HR about this , Montano," But she salutes and moves to Eden's side "Come on, let's sterotype me" Her tail wags a bit

Eden blushes a bit, then waves juust a touch at Frank and heads out

Tiffany gives a thumbsup to Frank, and then follows her in escort

Frank takes out his phone and painstakingly types in a text.... hits send.... and waits.

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A soft tug on Frank's leg.

Frank looks down.

Connor looks up. "I'm not 'fraid of no slimy snakes, and Eden's not even slimy. I could be her friend..." He offers, a touch shyly. The lad looks better after a night snoozing by the balefire, but is still rather faded. It's a tad disconcerting, as the dog ears and tail are still clear as day while the fae energy flickers low within.

Frank crouches. "That's a kind offer, Connor. I am sure she'd value it. Why don't you let her know, the next time you see her?"

He nods. "Sometimes pooka have trouble. Not me. I'm always clearly crystal. It's sad though that others do..."

"She seems to be very unhappy, that is true."

Jack Flap peeks out, "is Connor sad?"

"Hello, Jack."

"Hello, He-Chief." he says then looks past the legs "Connor, are you sad? Do I need to cheer you up?"

A shake of his head. "I'm not sad, I'm just a little melon-collie."

"Snakes are sad, because they don't have arms. It makes it hard for them to give hugs."

"oh... what about constrictors?"

He blinks, and appears to be giving that deep thought.

Clearly the boys have watched some nature shows and thus now consider themselves versed

"Pythons have the cute puppy faces, though."

Clearly, anything with a puppy face must be superior.

"There are horned snakes" He counters .WHile he himself does not have horns YET, you can see the bulge in his forehead

"There are horned owls, too. But they don't answer when you call, they just ask, "Whooooo?"

A brow then, "I cannot argue with your logic" Perhaps he mimics the professor Wayburton

His nose wrinkles. "You sound like Professor Snoozygoat."

Oh, he HAS met the Wayburton patron!

Jack breaks into laughter "YUP, you guessed."

Frank watches the interaction with a smile under his beard.

"His Marsha is very nice. She makes cookies sometimes. Not Kerri kind, but they're still good. She made, um.. um.. dickerdoodles?" Trying to remember the name.

"SnickerDiddles" Jack Flap corrects "But close!"

"Definitely not Dickerdiddles." He giggles - he knows it's a somewhat naughty phrase, even if not sure why.

"Oh no" Jack Flap nods "That's like... rated OG you're in trouble"

"Oh." He checks his pockets... a rumpled napkin that probably held cookies, a bit of twine, a crayon, and a cool shaped rock. "What do I put in the swear jar?"

"I got it" Jack Flap says and pulls out a game token "it's like a quarter but more fun. You want to put it in the jar or want me to do it for you?"

"You do, then if it's not enough and they cut a switch, they'll only give me the whuppin."

"oh Chief Shacklebrekker and He-Chief would NEVER do that" But he puts the token into the swear jar

Frank nods agreement with that.

"But I can't sleep without my goodnight whuppins. Or maybe just a whoopie. Or a whoopie pie!"

Lily hurumphs from the shadows, "Have you lost your mittens? If you have, you shall have no pie"

Jack Jumps "Why does she DO that" He clutches at his chest

Connor jumped too, but then falls over in giggles. "Good one, Lily! Are you a puma? Because if you scare me like that, I'm a gonna puma pants!"

Lily is pleased "such a gent"

Sylvi enters the Lodge, looking serious. She spots Frank. "Mountain?"

"Someday she'll scare me to death and I'll be all-" Flops over, "Aauuugh, auuugh, nooo my heaaaart," Still. "But then I can be a Zombor and go after Jack and be all, "braaaaaains!... Oh HI Sylvi! I smell like flowers!"

lily curtseys

Frank rises from his kneeling pose with a grunt.