I'll be really poof today and tomorrow, sorry. >.< )<br/><br/>Edwin regarded the scene outside his window with curiosity. Below him, in one of the many gardens laid about the lawns stood the head gardener, a handsome man of thirty,  who had tendency to hop from women to women like bees to blossoms, and a tall lady who he had not seen before, both of which were going at it like cats; first the women would shout something, pointing accusingly at the man before her, who'd response and throw his arms up in, what Edwin assumed, a plea of innocence, which would result in the women rolling her eyes and shaking her fist. The exchange continued until the women struck Gardener across the face, stalking off in a huff and leaving the man dumbfounded, and clutching his cheek. Stifling a chuckle Edwin turned his attention to the book he had left unattended in his lap after noticing the bickering couple. "Well...That was entertaining." He murmured to no one in particular, as he flipped through the pages of his novel.