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Who: Apartment L, visiting Sparkles, visitors
When: Day 34, late afternoon/early evening
Where: Apartment L
What:

[There is a distinctly non Poe-like tapping upon an apartment door. There will be no cawing, only delicious drinks.]

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[presumably someone else is going to answer the door because I am not coming out of my room right now]

Who is it~?

Alejandro Ishmael Yhan Kibbles and Bits the Third, my dear. I come bearing good company and finer wine.

[Yyyes letting Red handle getting the door right now sounds like an excellent plan]

[though that voice is very familiar]

[Whomever it is, the voice is familiar... the silly address even moreso.]

[The voice IS familiar... the silly address and cheer in it even moreso.]

Hello, my sweet Ptou.

[opens the door]

Look at you, getting all the visitors.

[ohhhh ir's you. I guess it's time to stop hiding under my security blanket of books for a while. quietly approaches the door of his bedroom to look out.]

Ptou? I wonder, do you know how good your timing is?

[... carefully removing the layer of books he was trying to sleep underneath]

I hear Ptou.

[He's carrying three bottles at that.]

Red, my rambunctious rapscallion, I had thought neither would be unwelcome. Do you have cups by chance?

[following behind Ptou ]

[Being let in~ A young girl following him in.]

Aren't some questions more fun without an answer?

It appears we have visitors. Will you come out to join us?

[The Messenger is in the main room, talking with Red cheerfully, no less than three bottles of wine in arms. It's a wonder, with his energy, he hadn't managed to drop one of that balancing act yet. Beside him is a young person with short hair and delicately pointed ears.

He catches sight of you, shifts his precious cargo and waves.]

Slide out from your shell my dear, I've brought yet another of those things of which we'd spoken. Tonight is the finest of wines I could barter for.