Teachers' Lounge, Wednesday morning

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Someone had been busy.

Glinda had decorated the lounge with the gorgeous, newly-bloomed flowers that she'd found this morning, and was using her magic to keep them just as vibrant and beautiful as they'd been in the ground.

Then for some reason, she'd decided to go shopping, and had scattered baskets of various culinary moddable aphrodisiacs around the room.

"Pillows!" she suddenly decided aloud. "That's what this place needs." With a expert wave, the furniture was replaced with large pillows of satin, velvet and silk.

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"Ah!" Minsc understood that one much better. There weren't as many syllables all squished together.

And then he remembered what it was she didn't see coming, and he chuckled. It was a nervous chuckle, but one of gaining confidence.

The fact that she hadn't stabbed him helped a lot.

"Well," he said, "that is how I work, Lady Glinda. One minute, one thing, and then the next watch out! And you did say anything."

Lest he remind her.

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She tittered. "How very true, Mr. Minsc. How very true. I shall have to be more... vigilant."