Mar 07, 2005 19:06
Tiki flies downstairs looking rested and happy, although slightly disturbed.
She zippes over to The Bar, trying to remember what Esk showed her yesterday. But before she could try anything, a thimble of honey appeared on The Bar. Confused but grateful, Tiki looks around.
I wonder if The Nice Lady is here.
Well, even if she isn't, I need to meet other people. The Nice Lady says that everyone is nice here.
sara sidle,
tiki,
helen of troy