(Open) Lost and Coffee

[Yamiyo Lillich]

Thinking about how it would look for people to try and shoot each other in hot air balloons, lightly giggling from it.
"That sounds like a real sight to behold and no just a normal teddy bear, completely cute and mundane. As for the commonality there might be and there might not, it is hard to tell if I am being honest. Since I don't have a clue what people sees when they see me do I not have a base. But I do like the photo shoot idea, would feel like being a real model. You're very really helpful, I don't know how to begin to thank you enough for all the help you've been offering tonight."

"Well we all view ourselves differently, but let me assure you Bartholomew that was noble. Just look how crappy humans can be with their own, you see it far more amongst them than others so what you did were very noble in my mind." Her voice turning unusually strict as she answered it, her eyes focused, her hands lightly trembling it was clear that something within her had hit a nerve. "Ohh gardening now that I am very good at, you sort them by color right?" Mostly just said to try and calm down.

A look over to James.
"Say James can you ask Angel if she is interested? In the picnic? As for anyone else, no idea more is always better but then again I do enjoy parties so hard to say."

Lastly her eyes focusing on Seraphina.
"Well no cookies for me thanks but they could never hurt to have along." A calming breath.
"I will but I do not know if I will even get in yet so time will tell. Ohh just part time then that makes more sense, anyways I currently have plenty of free time if you need some help to get some extra time in and not work yourself to complete exhaustion."

Thinking for a moment "Yeah that might be right, nothing against regular paintball but this does force you to have to come a lot closer to one another and now that is fun." An event with all the Lost now that could be fun, perhaps she would be able to relax more than last time.
"So why not have both. Paintball more openly and a freehold event like you spoke of with the other, I do know the pain of being closed of from doing things as a child so one should not deny the pleasures of oneself now."

Then the song came, her eyes completely focusing on her Queen, slowly nodding with a smile she had found the exact right song. A light applause, sad that she only got the beginning but it was still something.

[Bugul]

"Bah," is all Bugul offers at the repeated notion of nobility alongside a small dismissive wave.

They would have to agree to disagree.

As the conversation turned to his work, the Goatman shrugged.

"Most folks just want sod. A few rocks here and there and some flowers," he says, "but I prefer to encourage 'em to plant native flora. Better for the region and sits better I think? I dunno. Just seems best to let what was meant to grow here to, well, grow here."

Sipping his Arnold Palmer, Bugul stays quiet as paintball and Angel are discussed. If he has anything to offer, he hasn't done so.

[Seraphina]

The Succubus gardened? Add that to the column she never would have guessed. “If you grow flowers, let me know, I’d love to add them to the shop.” Gesturing to the live flowers all around. “You as well Bartholomew. I’m always looking to add locally grown flowers. They all know me by name at the farmers markets in the mornings.” She enjoyed being able to help them.

Shrugging, “Just an offer, don’t feel obligated or anything. I always order more than the shop needs.” The left overs never went to waste though. “Thank you, that’s a very generous offer.” A smile.

“I don’t know much about growing things, but sounds like how it should be. Why force something to grow where it’s not meant to? Just seems too forced, not natural.” But, growing plants wasn’t her thing. Nope. “I’d love to see some of your flowers sometime. Well, that is, if you’d be ok with something like that of course.” Because it could be a private thing.

Looking at her empty cup, then to those gathered, “I hate to end the evening, but I need to make a delivery. Did anyone want anything to go?” she asks.

Have like one day left, so figure we best start closing up

[Yamiyo Lillich]

Looking confusedly at Seraphina then a light laugh.
"No no no it was a joke, hence the sort them by color comment, I can't garden at all."

Sorting up her colored sprinkles and then handing it over to Sera, her cups barely drunk from.

"Thanks for the tea it was delicious."

Taking a napkin, writing her number down on it and handing it to Circe.

"Just in case you lose it, call me about the occult meeting, the photoshoot or if you need my help with anything."

Taking her purse, standing up and waving to everyone.

"Take care and be safe all, thanks for tonight."

Yamiyo heads home

[James Turner]

He’d been listening as everyone spoke, standing still as his eyes flicked from one person to the other as he took in all of the words. He had assumed that would be Bugul’s reaction and knew the praise was likely uncomfortable. He didn’t envy the praise and attention that was for certain.

He’d gave a nod to Yamiyo as she asked about the picnic, he’d likely ask about it after he and Angel had time to have their dinner and get to know one another, then like a doll cranked to life he seemed to come to as he nodded offering a nod as he held up the cup looking to see where the dirty ones were supposed to go.

“You want me to wash this before I go, it wouldn’t be a trouble. If you need anything let me know. I can see about getting those coffee deliveries from Seattle if you’d like?”

After all that was settled John would take his leave for the evening.