Love did indeed make everyone do crazy things. Certainly everything that Usagi had ever done in the name of love had been on the edge of insanity, she had loved everything and everyone with almost equal passion; only her husband had earned the special sort of love that lasted through death. Arms wrapped around the girl as she thought these things, sighing in the late fall afternoon. "My mama was very happy to do anything for love. She was crazy." But so very wonderful. Hands briskly rubbed her forearms to banish the ache that was always sitting just beneath the surface so that she could smile brightly at Serenade.

"I would like that very much. Ah!" Reaching into her pockets, a scrap of receipt and a handy pink pen were produced, slapping the paper on her hand to scrawl a name, address, and phone number so that Serenade would not forget the girl with the pink ink from the garden. "I live here. You call me here. And I am Coralie Williams." The smile grew wider and wider as she handed the paper over...it was her first time doing such a thing! "I would be happy if you had a visit. I have not had one yet!" Social workers and lawyers didn't really count, this would be a friend. A friend who might actually know Rea.

Ohhhh boy.

"I think your friends would be happy if you had a visit with them too." Silence stretched out before she quickly handed the paper over and slid the pen back into her pocket, checking the time on a bright pink cell somewhat subtly so as to not be rude. The time she saw there had Coralie yelping and all but jumping to look for the way out. How had she gotten in again? "I am dead. I am very late. Very dead. It was nice to meet you, Serenade!"

It was all the sage-haired young woman was going to get as a goodbye as with a turn of heel and streamer of pink hair in the wind, Allie was gone. Apparently, she was late for her curfew. Perry was going to kill her. Again!