What Harm, Nostalgia?
Who: Slater, Jeb and later, Ellie.
What: Reunion
Where: Lost in the halls.
When: Feburary Eight, about Ten.
Thank Gods for his old Tin Man Badge. He didn't want the whole palace knowing his true motives. Not until the right time, anyway. The right time being after he saw the undoubtedly delicious look on Ellie's face.
Of course, he'd leave out the part where he got lost in here, when he told his grandchildren of this tale. He spotted the 'infamous' Jeb Cain looking completely gormless, apparently going somewhere. He put on his best, most genuine smile, the avuncular manner slipping on like an old glove. He was no threat to anyone.
"I'm sorry, son?" he stopped him. "I wonder if you might help me, I'm looking for Lady Ellie's office, but I'm afraid I've gotten rather lost!" He smile turned self-deprecating.
What: Reunion
Where: Lost in the halls.
When: Feburary Eight, about Ten.
Thank Gods for his old Tin Man Badge. He didn't want the whole palace knowing his true motives. Not until the right time, anyway. The right time being after he saw the undoubtedly delicious look on Ellie's face.
Of course, he'd leave out the part where he got lost in here, when he told his grandchildren of this tale. He spotted the 'infamous' Jeb Cain looking completely gormless, apparently going somewhere. He put on his best, most genuine smile, the avuncular manner slipping on like an old glove. He was no threat to anyone.
"I'm sorry, son?" he stopped him. "I wonder if you might help me, I'm looking for Lady Ellie's office, but I'm afraid I've gotten rather lost!" He smile turned self-deprecating.