Welcome to Gaia! ::

:::Luckily for Cora, there was not much shelving to search. Unlike the multitude of wines and other beverages, the area containing extras such as those were more limited.



Cora searched briefly and retrieved a box labeled in bright pink and orange letters "Party straws" On the cover was pictured a long tube like Luana had measured out, but on it was some sort of ornate pink paper design in the shape of a flamingo. She opened the box and took one out, inspecting it. The paper part fascinated her most. The picture made the pink thing look puffy and 3-Dimensional, but it was flat coming out of the box. As she tampered with it, she saw that it unfolded in an arch to make a paper mesh puff that was the bird's chest:::

Oooh... how interesting. :::She qickly figured out that the end was cut fish-tailed so that it tucked into the other end to keep the puff in place. She kept her eyes fixed on it as she handed it to Luana:::

We're... going to build a mount out of these?

Oh... hm. :::She set the box of bright pink straws on the counter and sunk back down to look for something labeled 'toothpicks. But the first thing she saw was something called 'umbrella picks'

Pictured on the box was something also similar in length to what Luana had described as the size of a toothpick. and they did look like sticks... Cora didn't open this box. She just handed it right to Luana:::

:::Cora couldn't really figure out what was so funny about the things she was handing Luana, and was about to ask, but Luana had cut her off, and right away Cora had to start thinking about some sort of adhesive:::

:::She didn't happen to be carrying any on her. There were things like instant gripping clips and other sorts of mechanisms on her but...nothing that was an actual adhesive itself. She thought about the other available materials

It took her a moment, but she finally remembered reading about something the many wine books she'd studied. Then, Cora promptly fished out a very old looking bottle of red wine:::

I read about these seals. :::She fingered a glib of something deeply red in color, on the shoulder of a bottle. It was off-round, and uneven at the edges, but the center was a perfectly designed crest, pressed into it:::

If we can find a heat source, I'm sure their composition is still capable or reaching a liquid form and then resolidifying.

** Enter Bard **

*Bard fades into the Brink seated at one of the tables, reading a book*

*Bard looks up from his book, pulling his reading glasses from his face. He sets them down on top of the manual. Rising from his seat, he steps close to Maggie and pulls her into a kiss*

*Their lips part, and Bard sighs, holding her close* It's been too long since we've done that properly.

I've missed you too. *he brushes her hair back from her face* How have you been, love?

I've been well. *Bard smiles* I've been... trying to fix my car.