The human female and the blue-haired goddaughter plan to leave the males behind and go off to spend the afternoon together. Sigyn wants to go with them. Given the choice between more pens and perhaps another run-in with someone who looks like my brother on the one hand and listening to the females prattle on the other, I have chosen prattle.
I believe the plan is to go to view a film. Outstanding! If nothing else, I can get a nap if the soundtrack’s not too loud.
The film is showing at a cinema in a very, very fancy mall. How fancy? Observe the seasonal decorations. Every one of the innumerable planters is full of pumpkins–great big, hideously expensive ones. Little, tiny, throwable ones. Strange, striped, and warty ones. There must be tens of thousands of dollars worth of larval pie in here.
This place may be as upscale as it comes, but there are some decidedly strange folks in this place. Take this trio outside of the theater:
Sigyn, light of my life, are you sure you should be posing with them? They look singularly untrustworthy!
Ah! Time to enter the cinema! The tickets were ridiculously expensive for a matinee. I shall indeed take great delight in sleeping through the feature, just to annoy the human female.
On the other hand, there is some waspishly good dialogue in this one. Instead of napping, I think I shall take notes.