*seems to be bouncing from one coffee shop to another today (but who's to complain)* *easily enough* Sure? Why not.
*shrugs again* Oh, there's not much to tell, really. Írissë's daughter's growing like a weed. Ñolo figured out how to buy his own suits? *thinks about the task she gave Egalmoth, but then decides it'd be too embarassing to talk about it all* *lamely* Lord Egalmoth taught me how to take self-pictures with my new phone?