#rutgers

"Good fight keeps you going, for sure."

"You know, we really should do that more. Like, first the workout, then the club, then...another workout."

Dag's cheeks flush briefly.

Sylvi snickers and takes a sip of her soda.

Olgar says "Well, whatever works for you guys. Look, Sylvi. Dagmar's parents had me bring over a trunk of wood and tools for carving for her own enjoyment or what not. Was there something you wanted us to bring here? "

"Y'know, cuz there will probably be chimera on the way home from the club," she adds reasonably.

"Ummmmm..." She considers, then shakes her head. "Nope. I'm good. The food's great, though."

"Yeah, maybe..." Cough.

"Listen, this stuff is for me, your snacks are in the basket still. And Sy's."

A nod at the labels "Dragonfly ripple. Yuck"

A little roll of her eyes. "Whatever." She goes over to the basket and looks through whatever doesn't look like it's for Symon.

Sylvi can see her favorite foods at least a good sampling

"Oooooh! Jackpot...." She pulls out a container with little danishes inside.

"Oh!" Another container beneath that one: cinnamon rolls!

"Yeah, not bad right?"

Dagmar has her own container of those. Kerri knows.

"You're allowed to eat the non pastries too" Wryly

"I'll get to them." She nibbles on a piece of cinnamon bun. "Anyway, I'm going to be up at Goldfinch for Samhain, so if I need anything from home, I can grab it then."

"Okay we figured you might. " He says "ANy word you want me to pass onto your mom?" A look to Dagmar "You too, Dagmar, anything you want me to pass onto the kings?"

"Mmph."

"Oh, tell her thanks for the food, it rocks. And that I'll be bringing some laundry over while I'm up there. The laundromat here is nowhere near as good as the machines at the Lodge. And, like, y'know, I love her and stuff."

"And stuff" A brow, that one came closer to riling him than the other light jabs "Will do. Text her now and then. "

He rises to go "I best head back. Dagmar, good work on the nightmare. Nice talking Color Purple and things with you" To his daughter he says "Love you, Rug Monster"

"Kay, Dad. Love you." She doesn't rise to the Rug Monster bait, just gives him a little wave while she gives her phone another glance.

"Seeya." Upnod.

Olgar notes his daughter's focus on her phone, mutters "Manners are habit forming"

Then he upnods to Dagmar, and heads out

(Perception plus Kenning, DIf 8 for Sylvi, Dif 6 for Dagmar)

(Best guess)

/roll 6

/roll 3 8

After Olgar leaves, Dagmar considers. "Maybe there is a party going on."

Sylvi might have felt a bit of a glamour blip

But Dagmar can see clearly that Sylvi's voile has just become a Nun's habit.

And a conservative one at that

Snort!

It takes her a moment, but Olgar isn't too far away and can hear when she cries out, "AWWW, DAAAAAD!" The pout, too, is almost audible.

Snicker!

It will probably shift into something else in time, quicker if Sylvi wills it so.. but gah!

She examines the voile. "I could hide an elephant under this thing," she says of the robe. "And my hair's gonna be squished."

Ick. It's startchy

"Well, sexy nun is a classic."

"Probably tweakable."

"Yeah, on it." She's already working on trying to achieve a sexier silhouette, at least.

"And did I hear you say 'party' before?"

Already, just by concentrating, the starch is coming out of it

"I mean, there's probably one happening."

A bit of a sigh. "Better..." she says, still working her will on the awful thing.