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Honestly that sounds like it'd be worse than blood ice.

Yeah, it's the avoiding that really causes the problems in travel. We used to stop a few weeks in places sometimes just trying to figure out the best way to the next stop.

You might just be getting cranky at your age.

Travel in general is annoying. Not often life threatening like it can be for you, but it's a hassle.

Next you'll be trying to put me in a home with a bunch of other old folks. Get me a rocking chair and my own cane to shake at the kids and their new loud musics.

It can be nice, too, when you've got it figured out. Though maybe I'm just partial to speeding around back roads.

I hear they have bingo nights and mixers.

I'd rather just get where I'm going as fast as possible.

You're really selling it now. Who could resist bingo nights?

Practical as always.

I've never actually played bingo before. I know what it is, but I've never done it.

Someone has to be, right?

It's not exactly my favorite way to spend an evening. Mostly just gets the song stuck in my head when I see the cards.

You know, B-I-N-G-O and Bingo was his name-o.

And what better candidate than you?

I unfortunately know, because now that song is stuck in my head, too. Did they name the dog after the game or the game after the dog, though.

I certainly trust myself most at it.

No idea, but I am sorry that I got it stuck in your head. If it's any consolation, I've got that up there now with the Fugue. They're at odds.

You do have a wealth of experience, and everyone else's trust. Makes sense.

Mild consolation. How many songs can a person get stuck in their head at once? I've only ever had it one at a time. I know your case is different with the Fugue, but have you ever had more than two?

I always found that an interesting phrase. Wealth of experience.

The Fugue can never get unstuck, so I don't know what the limit is for normal folks without it. I've had three once. They kinda... Blended together. I tried to sing it like it was its own song after a while and it was a disaster.

Riches beyond compare, and certainly more valuable than the experiences of the oligarchs and the bosses.

That sounds like it'd get confusing. Although I guess I can see two songs at once... if lyrics or melodies are similar, one blending into the next to where it's hard to know which is right.

Their world does often seem smaller for all the money at their disposal.

All the words need is a similar cadence, or at least enough syllables to fit into something else. It makes things pretty flexible but also very annoying when songs that only barely fit get stuck and nothing fits each other. Like jangling bells that are all off key.

It's practically miniscule. If they let too many people in, then they wouldn't feel special and elite. It's why sneaking in is so important to keeping them humble, whether they like it or not.

Where do you stand on misheard lyrics? Have you ever thought any that you misheard were better than the correct ones?

I admit I've tended to loudly crash their party and eat their figurative food in front of them rather than sneaking in, but I'm not sorry about it. I'm not saying it's the route people should go, but... I'm not sorry.

There are so many, Kaz. You'll have to narrow that down. Give me a genre or something.

Oh, that's fun, too. The sneaking is good mostly because they don't see the disruption coming until I've started, and by then it's too late to do anything about it.

Given your usual music choices, I'll cast a wide net with either folk or pop.

I once fell through the ceiling at a party. That was fun. Entirely Wylan's fault, of course.

Well, most of folk music by the time we've ever heard it has been through a few rounds of misheard lyrics. There's a lot where the original words are lost, unless there's a Kindred around that remembers them. For pop, though... I always sang 'we're calling a trout' when 'Suspicious Minds' would come on the radio.

Now that's some good disruption! Sneaking only required to get onto the roof, I imagine. Though I wonder how it was Wylan's fault.

A trout probably would be more useful than some people.

He didn't stop me when I used our remaining acid on the ground to create an escape route to the first floor, that just happened to land on the dinner table of a party.

[It's meant facetiously, because really, Kaz had made a calculated decision in the moment to help them get away from Rollins. He doesn't regret it, though landing on Van Eck's dinner table hadn't been part of the initial plan.]

Many fish are.

Oh, well that's fine then. I was worried he'd pushed you through a skylight or something. Probably a lot less labor intensive that way than going to the trouble of making acid.

[ She doesn't know whose dinner table it was, but she's pretty sure they deserved it. ]

I'm sure he's probably wanted to at one time or another, but he's never shoved me off a ledge or through a roof, no. He's one of those who'd rather take the harder road of making acid that I use to save the both of us.

Did he fall through, too? Or did his acid escape take a different route?

No, thankfully he fell with me. His father wasn't pleased, but we got out fine. That's the sort of acid I drop, apparently.

You have many varied skills and tricks, so I'm constantly a little amazed at the stories you come up with. Usually I'm on the other end of this, so I hope you recognize how neat it is.

His father though? What an entrance.

I have to give Wylan the credit for crafting the acid mixture. I just used it to our pilfering and escaping advantage. And if you've any escape stories you want to share, I'm always willing to listen.

He has a better family these days.

Oh, mine usually end in, "and then I had to jump down into the sewer." There was the one time Lorelai and I had to drive very fast away from some werewolves that were guarding a whole city, though.

He does indeed. Seems quite happy with it, too. I'm glad.

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