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Noriko had hung her newly-made glass ball succulent gardens above the stairs by the time Remy came up to her room, leaving her sitting cross-legged on the bed in her cleverly arranged sleeping loft; it was out of the way of actually living in the little room, but it didn't require her to be overly fastidious in cleaning every time she wanted to change spaces.

She was pruning the bonsai garden by the bed anyway when she smiled down at him, gesturing him up with a tilt of her head. "Hey, Cajun. Guess what I went to get today?" she asked, scooting over to give Remy room to sit with her. It was a comfortable bed, she liked being in it: nice and cozy for serious cuddle times.

"I mean, it's kind of crazy to think I had almost two grand this morning and now have four pieces of paper in return, but...that's where we stand." The tickets were in an envelope, sitting on the coffee table.