>>5145533“You made no food for either of you?” you ask, as you take the plate from Agatha.
“We already had breakfast,” Oxford says.
Agatha gives your arm a squeeze, and says, “It’s no problem, honestly. I can’t believe that man, throwing you out after such a traumatic experience, and without a meal!”
You don’t like to hear her speak badly of Edwin—it was, after all, not his fault. You have no idea how to correct her underlying misconceptions without inviting further questions, however, about the reason for your falling out with the man or events surrounding the Gala. Instead, with Agatha hovering and puttering about awkwardly, you eat in silence.
“Say, I don’t recognize that dress,” Agatha notes—and well she wouldn’t, for you are still ‘wearing’ a shiny leather number shapeshifted from your own skin. “What happened to the golden one?”
“It wass ruined in the commotion,” you say sadly, and almost-truthfully.
“Oh no!” Agatha says, bring her hand to her mouth to hide a little gasp. “Well… It’s okay! The next one I make will have even more practice behind it!”
Not that you’re sure when you will be able to afford such an expensive custom piece, now, without a money-laden boyfriend… You simply sigh again, and finish your food. One more strategic objective complete, and you are recharged. It is late morning now, almost noon.
The question now is what to prioritize next?
>Gather info on current events while you’re here [what do you ask about?]>Summon Felman to discuss the glasses, and to plan the monitoring and tracking of Sir Chase>Head to The Pretty Kitty to earn some coin and to secure a place to stay tonight>Head to the Hawksong Royal Library to study up on the Paladins>Reconvene with one of your contacts [Roth? Albacete? The Incubus?] to update them and to plan your next move>Consult the Akashic Record for advice on demon-wrangling>Write-in 