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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.

Werewolves guarding a city does sound like quite the story. Did they get close enough to shed on you?

Me, too. He's doing well.

No, but they got a hubcap. There were a lot of jokes about dogs chasing cars after we were done panicking. Apparently they were out there after an alliance with the Kindred Prince of that city. If we'd known we wouldn't have even tried.

I'm glad. He's got a good head for sound, even if it's sometimes the sound is explosions.

I suppose if they're loyal then werewolves would make good guard dogs. I take it such alliances are rare, unless the animosity trope between the species is another literature fallacy?

He told me once that he thinks in sound, which I don't understand but found fascinating. Though the math involved in music is easier for me to grasp.

Oh, there's animosity. Mostly because Kindred and Lupines are territorial and not prone to trust each other, and something about werewolves thinking we have worms? I never understood that bit. Working together is usually a political move.

Makes perfect sense to me. Both thinking in sound and you being much better at the math of it all. Just wait until I get you so mired in it you're doing sums in three quarter time.

The worms is new, I have to admit. I haven’t heard that rumor before. One would think the canines would be at risk for the worms. Perhaps they’re trying to shift focus off them for it.

I won’t snub what helps me calculate faster. And I have heard that music can improve certain math skills. Patterns and certain processes I can see the connection.

It's some religious thing, not real worms, though the next time I get to talk to a wolf I'll be sure to ask about their own worm status. Just to be fair. Probably from a safe distance, though, just in case they take offense.

True. It's never helped me much with figures or anything, but I can tell when a book has been cooked, and whether they did it well or not. How much of that is music and how much is experience, because most Kindred who have businesses have to fake some legitimacies and most music venues are fronts for other less-than-legal enterprises. The line there gets a bit blurry.

Interesting. Never heard it in the context of religion, but then again, I'm not religious. I've just heard more than I care to about Ghezen and saints by proximity to people. You could always have a bone on hand to toss in case they get upset and need distraction.

Most knowledge is intersectional in some fashion or another. Or at least, the applications of the skills can be.

Yeah, I haven't heard a lot about it beyond picking up what others will mention in conversation. You can get some good music out of some religion, but in my experience it's the only good thing to come out of them. Good idea about the bones, though. Maybe some pepperoni sausage, too, for good measure.

Very true. And all the best knowledge is versatile.

True. The Church of Barter does have some impressive singers performing on holidays. You can hear it even spilling out into the streets if you're passing by it. Poppy's even performed on occasion, if memory serves. They're one of the rare few who've crossed into gigs outside the Barrel.

Might as well get a whole pizza at that point.

Plus there's something immensely satisfying in baffling other people with seemingly random information.

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