Grace Pendragon<br/><br/>Grace sighed, shaking her head more at herself.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:orangered">"Me and my big mouth. Yes, we are, but not as it once was. Remember how England used to be divided into Kingdoms, plural? Camelot, Canterbury, Dunwyn, Salisbury and the like? Now it's a United Kingdom under one ruler, yet there are Earls and Lords and Dukes and such? Many of them if not directly blood related to the Queen are blood related to the families that once were the royal lineage of said kingdom. Sandwich and Windsor come to mind, although the intermarriage in the Windsor case has all but blurred that line to the point where it and the current royal family is one and the same."</span><br/><br/>At the end of the tour, one half hour later, Grace was once again thrown a question that any tour guide could expect, and she was no exception.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:orangered">"The first day is yours. Unpack, explore, whatever you wish. I noticed that the best little coffee shop and cafe is closed, so Mr. Avery still hasn't found a good help for Tiffany. She doesn't get help soon, I won't be the least surprised to hear her ask high school students.  But we can't help on the days she needs at the time she needs. Unlike college, high school is all morning."</span>She took Lucinda's hand gently.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:orangered">"That is the tour, fair lady, and now we must part. I bid you fare thee well and hope we meet up again.</span>" She then  bent down in a bow of sorts (her right leg even, left leg back slightly, knee bent slightly, toe of her shoe only part of foot touching the ground), lifted up the hand slightly like it would be kissed, but instead touched her forehead to it; being both chivalrous and respectful.<br/><br/>Kelly<br/><br/>Kelly raised an eyebrow as she looked at the girl waving at her. She gave a cordial nod.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:firebrick"><i>How long has she been here?</i></span>She thought.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:firebrick"><i>Doesn't she know by now there's no socializing in class?</i></span>Kelly decided to hold her tongue regarding correction. She was in enough trouble.<br/><br/>Sabrina<br/><br/>Sabrina couldn't help but snort a chuckle and give Morgan a quick thumbs up. It was the Professor's own fault, really. Asking if the bird would cause a problem just because Salem had, and then immediately backtracking, admitting the raven hadn't been an issue yet. She had a look on her face that Morgan would have seen, that practically screamed,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:cornsilk"><i>What's he going to do for an encore? Invent flubber?</i></span>