Magic Box, Thursday, 3/10

[life_inshadow]

Tara had a feeling her mother would want to see the shop over the weekend, so she spent today trying to get everything in perfect order. It was unlikely any guest would actually go so far as to move the bookcases to look for dust underneath -- but if anyone did, Tara was prepared.

[OOC: Open shop!]

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[brat_inslayage]

If that was the plan of action for the day Kennedy was prepared to help, despite her woeful lack of experience in hands-on cleaning; it wasn't as if she had any visitor-prep of her own to do, or much of anything once she'd finished her workout. No Hellmouthy news plus radio silence from Constance equaled one twitchy Potential, so distraction was good and she showed up an hour or so before lunchtime to just watch from the counter for a moment.

She (naturally) couldn't let it pass without commentary, though.

"...babe, I'm not sure your mom's gonna be docking you points if the floor isn't so clean you could eat off it."

[life_inshadow]

"I know," Tara said, in a tone that suggested she didn't. "But ... I mean, she's never seen the shop before. Or the island. I don't want her to see it and just go home with her head full of dust bunnies."

[brat_inslayage]

"Okay, wild guess on my part, but?" Kennedy spread her hands and shrugged, but gamely wandered over to help. "I think getting a chance to spend time with you is going to end up more important than the dust bunnies."

[life_inshadow]

"Yeah, but ..." Tara fluttered her hands. "Let me clean. It makes me feel better about ... not, you know. Not magically being able to fix everything for her."

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy's amused expression faded somewhat, because she got that.

"Hey, I wasn't going to stop you. Ask you if you wanted me to, like, hold a dustpan for you or something--" because she'd probably do a horrible job of sweeping-- "on the other hand? I can do that."

She tried to catch Tara's gaze. "Just don't stress yourself crazy over it either, yeah?"

[life_inshadow]

"No crazy," Tara promised, going over to try to give Kennedy a kiss. "Not even if it's the fun kind of crazy. Promise. And I'll let you take out the trash,if you really want to?"

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy grinned easily into the kiss. "I think you might've just convinced me to do it."

She hadn't necessarily needed the convincing. Hush.

[life_inshadow]

"Only because you're easy," Tara teased a bit. "Should I call you a hussy?"

[brat_inslayage]

"Wouldn't be the first time someone did," Kennedy replied easily. "Though I'm not easy for just any girl who offers to kiss me these days."

[life_inshadow]

"No?" Tara asked. "So what kind of girl does it have to be, hmmm?"

She was enjoying the game.

[brat_inslayage]

"For starters," began Kennedy, who was happy to go along with the game, "she's gotta be adorable."

Which didn't narrow things down much given her broad appreciation of feminine qualities, so...

"And? Knowing where all my ticklish spots are gives her a really, really good chance."