She grinned, flashing pearly white teeth that glowed bright enough to dazzle. "Thirty seven hours of labor, a four day bender, a fetish convention, a cross country ride, one hell of a ritual, and the result..." Shucking her bag, she bent down and scooped up a handful of earth. Loose, moist dirt came away in her fingers, and she spat into the mess, ground it around, and threw it into the air. Seconds later, an explosion of moon flowers filled the air, showering both of them.
"Suffice it to say, I'm a bit of all right," she said with a laugh, catching one of the flowers and tucking it behind her ear before slinging her arm around Arkady and hugging him. "And how you been, old man?"