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A blonde blue eyed twenty year old woman in pastel sundress approaches the Scwhartz House. She's gorgeous! No sidhe, of course, but she could easily be a model.

The Schwartz house.... is quiet. Zara and Aaron are in the living room, each engrossed in a book.

Hannah appears to be missing from the House.

She had gone out for groceries.

And how engrossed Zara is might affect whether she hears this hot pinup worthy woman slipping in. Somehow without setting off wards

...Engrossed or not, she is a sluagh. And 1122 is not reading.

Alarm alarm...tappity tappity ..mind you, if this lady was an arachnid he'd introduce himself

Zara looks up. "Who's coming?"

"mmmph?" Aaron blinks..but a figure darts upstairs

A soft hiss, and Zara follows.

A voice "Oy! what do I tell... oh my my ..I don't even.. oy gevalt I... " She's darted into an upstairs bathroom and locked it

She pounds on the bathroom door. "Excuse me?"

"Just...just a moment please"

Does she recognize the voice?

"....Mama?"

"Zara Esther Schwartz, since when are you not a patient girl that I raised to..." The door opens slowly, a crack, and a blue eye that looks like it belongs in the movies peeks thorugh then "Uhm.. hi honey." It's not quite her mom's voice, a bit higher, but the WAY of speaking, the cadence.

"I can explain" she says blushing

"Well.. I... pardon, Mama, I didn't realize it was you right away..."

"Honey, your mama didn't realize it. I was getting groceries... and then...I get to the car, noticed I had gotten a magazine. I didn't put it in, and I thought oh my , did someone accidentally drop tis? I was was going to return it, there was a bit of glamour and... but no harm. Right? right. It's not until I get home that I notice.. that I'm looking like a goy boy toy" She looks down at herself "I think the pooka got me , honey"

"Oh, I think they did... why do you think I avoid the hold on Highsummer?"

"What do I do? Your father can't see me like this... he'll think I'm some sorority bimbo doing some vandalism for a summer rush"

She raises an eyebrow. "He would not."

"Well, I... honey, before the trip, the ship trip? your mother ..listen to me, I'm talking about myself in the third person here? I.. I was feeling wistful about what it might like to be young and wild. I'm not proud of that. And now this happens it's like a twisted sort of , what do the orientals call it? karma?"

"A bit..."

"Would... you want to go out?"

"I could call Clem and Vashti, we'd make sure you stayed safe."

"Go out? what would I do out like this? And whose gonna make dinner for your father and uncles?"

"Pssh. Rachamin cooks."

She does look tempted, "Clem seems like a sweet girl. Lost her parents, very sad, and I know that Vashti girl is a firend of yours. Maybe I should meet her people sometime?"

"She doesn't really have people. So... I try to be a people for her. She really likes you and Papa and the Uncles. Thank you for being to kind to her when she visits."

"What? I should turn people out? You know your heritage. Sodom, Gomorah, strangers turned away...explosions, salt. Very sad." A bite o her lips, "Well, I don't know how long this will last, but.. I suppose I can call the others and let them know I'll be out on town. They likely won't mind and as long as they don't SEE me like this. yes yes, call your friends we'll mae it a girls night out"

"It'll be fun!" A pause. "Could I call you Hannah while we're out?"

"Young lady I..." Then "How about my middle name? That might less..weird"

"Well, I can't call you Mama, Mama."

"You can't call me Cher either, that's taken"

A soft laugh. "Okay. I'll go call the girls..."

Clem is game "Normally I'd say forget it, but Aunt Agnes is feeling good and the others have it in line... sure, why not? One thing I learned at tea was I missed hanging out with you.. any way I should dress?"