Xianghua sighs, rolling her eyes. " I still can hardly believe that you would go to such lengths to create such a silly display." she says, shaking her head. " And I also saw the sculpture that had been commissioned." There's a faint blush of copper to her cheeks as she says this, though, her eyes not meeting his. " Ah, yes, I had heard about the minor scandal involving the Trump family. As always, you tempt the judgement of Lord Entropy. I suppose next you will declare your open love to someone in the Locus Court?" she says with a raised eyebrow. " But if the Camorra could be curtailed somewhat, I think there would not be many Powers who would object." She then turns her eyes over towards the Monkey King and Tiger " Perhaps we should go before Tiger decides to throw caution to the wind and attempt to beat the secrecy out of your dear brother, however." she says, gesturing towards the street level, carefully hopping off, drifting down to the ground and landing fairly lightly. She looks up towards you. "Hopefully you will be able to land without the aid of adoring mortals to pad your feet?" she says, arms crossed. It perhaps says something of the grandeur of Dragon's schemes that she does not even seem particularly surprised by your bold plans.<br/><br/>Horse laughs off your anger. " A shark never stops swimming, does it?" he asks with a mild smile, and then grins as you say this. " Oh, come now. One of the purest joys in life is the spy who may brag of their accomplishments after it would no longer break their cover. Your silence only whets my appetite for future stories that, I am sure, shall be even greater for the time they take to cultivate." He walks towards one of the relatively modern restaurants- interestingly, a pizza place, reminiscient of good times and youth. " Perhaps something exotic to suit the tastes of cosmopolitan Rat?" he asks with a smile as he enters the building.<br/><br/>Tiger stares. " You are reading. During a grand festival. You are telling me that the festival will be fine without you, that you do not wish to steal attention from others, and that you have a deep secret. There are three possibilities that I can infer from this: That you are mad, in a different manner than usual, that you are not you, or that you will be horribly murdered if you participate in this festival and you are entreating me for help without letting anyone know." she says matter of factly. " It sounds like odds are quite good that you could use a good-old-fashioned beating." She grins. " What do you say?"<br/><br/>Ox nods quietly. " You do enjoy your time among the Mortals, don't you?" he says, smiling softly. " You do well to remind yourself of them. I should spend more time visiting the villages along the banks..." He softly looks towards you. " Rooster is looking forward to seeing you again. She says she does not see nearly enough of you." He smiles. " I'm sure she will be happy to see you once again." He smiles. " And you always say that, Snake. You should try feeling it more often." he looks about. " Now, tell me, what is there that's good fun in this city of yours?" he asks light-heartedly, arms akimbo as he takes a breath of the air- The distant scent of gunpowder from the fireworks fills the air, a scent of celebration.