"You know it's not all about the money RÃ¦ven." I said soothingly. Acting motherly was my new strategy to try and stop RÃ¦ven and Zeke from bickering. It didn't seem to be working though, and I got the distinct impression everyone thought I was a bit of a joke when I did. I stood and walked into kitchen, dumping my sphere of water into the sink. I opened the cupboards in search of a meal more substantial than popcorn, and came up with nothing but pasta bows. Well, it was better than nothing. "Anyone want pasta?" I asked as I gathered a pot and utensils. "Oh, and by the way Penny, I think I saw-" A sharp rapping at the door cut me off.