Tach, Post

PKA courier: Message for Sebastian Fochs, is he here?

S: Yes?

*PKA courier hands over folded card, gives something halfway between a wave and a salute, smiling, and disappears in a puff of light blue smoke*

[Suitov is not anywhere in the vicinity. Apparently he learns from experience. Bright lad.]

S: [Shrugs and reads the card]

*Card contains no writing, just a small smiley face. Plays a rather tinny version of "You Can Leave Your Hat On"*

S: Ha. Haha. Ha. [Throws card away and walks off... stage.]

poof!

Suddenly waiting to be picked up: two small packages, one each for Gabriel Andersen and Helmine.

* Gabriel picks his up, looking suspicious, shakes it experimentally and listens.*

H: ...what.

[Weighs hers, then sets it aside, watches Gabriel and waits]

Gabriel: Cloth, my best guess.

*Shrugs and opens packet. Pulls out a black teeshirt with white print reading "I'm surrounded by idiots!"
Cocks and eyebrow, not amused, and looks at Helmine.*

H: [Doesn't seem to really give a damn] I'm going back to bed. [Walks off]

*Gabriel shakes his head and throws the idiotic teeshirt away.*

*has a case of assorted beanie animals*

*positions it invitingly*

*waves one or two of the little toys at anyone who comes near*

Do you have a kingfisher? :D

*has a kingfisher, possibly several; offers it!*

Whee!

*hugs imp while grabbing a kingfisher*

*waves its little arms around noiselessly*

*puts one arm around imp, lifts the kingfisher in the other, looks confused*

It doesn't explode?

*doesn't seem to*

*gives Nico a huge-glossy-black-Roswell-alien-eyed look as if to say that explosions cost double*

One for the hoard, then. Thankees!

*skips off*

*looks around for passing people, holding a fox beanie-toy in an attitude of hopeful generosity*

Cute.

No, no, *waves enthusiastic imp away* I don't want it. You're an eager little thing, aren't you?

Why are you giving those away?

*looks at Sylvie, picks up a tortoise at random and hugs it by way of demonstration, afterwards cocking its head to see if she understands*

Not what they are good for, why you are giving them away.

*points slowly at Sylvie and hugs the toy again*

*repeats, this time pointing at Weft*

*again at Sylvie...*

Does it want us to follow it?

*FACEPALM*

Who is getting married this time?

Married? Really?

I don't know, I'm just guessing.

Ah. Shame. I woulda...

*suddenly has a little white dragon-toy plonked into his arms*

Um...

*watches imp gesticulating encouragingly*

...recommended a... is that a lizard?

I think it's too furry around the jaw and tailtip for a lizard.

*scratches its adorable little head*

*rummages around looking for a cat instead*