_{[All of them spew gibberish, in the humble opinion of someone who fucking hates riddles and metaphorical speech. It's as Mae's casting her vote on the headless woman vs. freaky twins creep-off that he's struck with an idea and breaks into a smile.]}

--you know what, I'm gonna damn well pretend one of those round lil' vases is her talkin' head.

_{[Good plan or best plan? (Look, Duchess, don't take it personally but your head is kind of really weird, okay?)]}

Should I head over now, then? Meet up in purrson?

_{[Ugh, no. Even he's grimacing at that one. Sorry.]}