Lobo, Demos, Gussie, and I gather inside Kaline's bedroom, on her bed. It just feels cozier. And we have time to ourselves. Time to just be beasts, and to do beast business.
Kaline has gone with her mother and Vedette to the tailor's to get fitted for their costumes for the Beast Taming Elimination Tournament, while Lamant wants to make do with his outfit from last year and just have the tailor make it look as good as new. Somehow, I suspect a new outfit will be arriving on the villa's doorstep to blow Lamant's old outfit out of the water.
Gussie sulks, picking her feathers with her bill, going over the feather shaft, not missing the most minuscule bit of dirt or dust. [I hear the clothes at this tailor's are excellent. And we must look better than those new people in town. Those newcomers.]
Demos and Lobo have to bite down on whatever they can find to keep from laughing at Gussie, because she is uncharacteristically peevish.
