Re: Taradiddle Astrid turned slowly, casually, and eyeballed the hayseed. "Gawrsh," she smirked, then gave him a legitimate smile, "it's been a fearful long while." It'd been a week or two. But still, she was happy to see her the Midgardian menace. "I don't think all this Popsicle time is good for your complexion," the Goddess of Beauty teased. Nothing, except vampirism or a good hot meal, was good for Brayden's complexion.
"You saw Mateo first," she commented after catching a whiff of her brother's cologne-spray-whatever on the air. "As it should be," she sighed and gave a small laugh. "How long?" was he being allowed a five-star stay.