Who: Styx and Kakia What: Wine. Lots of wine. Warnings: Highly doubtful.
Kakia had overslept, and was almost late - were in not for instant transportation, she'd have never have made it on time. As it was, she was arriving at the address her sister gave her without a moment to spare, tucking an errant curl behind her hair as she greeted her sister. "Styx. You're looking good..."