The newest Acanthus of Sacramento had received an invitation to Puck's sanctum. The doors to concilium had closed a while ago and the Libertine wasn't one to leave someone hanging if he could help it. And so it was that Popsicle secured an invite to Puck's pad. Not that he was especially selective with his company. The hallow in the center of the living room shined for those who could See. it was keyed to the Enchanter's natural inquisitiveness, and much like Kaze before Popsicle, Puck had every intention of reinforcing its curiosity with hopefully good company.
Puck himself was in a t-shirt and hoodie with jeans and black socks. The door was propped open for Popsicle to invite herself in. Three golden glyphs danced around Puck if the new Acanthus had an active mage sight to see that sort of thing. He sat at the counter facing the door, fiddling with his iPhone like every other millennial.