Re: 3rd Floor
Laughing she responded, not a hint of displeasure on her face, "I've been caught, Narnia is still my favorite subject." She thought someday perhaps if she got popular enough she'd be able to publish an art book full of just Narnia. It was a silly ambition but it was one of her most tightly held.
Ouch, Cora thought, thinking of the drunks she'd seen stumbling from the pubs back home after Saint Patty's day, or a big football match . . . or a Thursday. She didn't envy Theo's job. "My condolences. I'd offer to keep you company but according to the yanks I'm too young too drink." she added with a sardonic smile. "Well physically at least, I'm well over age in all reality."
If Cora didn't know better she would swear that Dorey was trying to put the moves on her. She smiled at the thought, and decided to poke back. Leaning in a bit more into the couch (and by extension closer to Theo's hand) Cora sipped her at her tea acting for all the world as if she hadn't noticed a thing.