Charlie had been so in tune with her painting project and so lost in her own feelings that she didn't hear Lee come downstairs or approach her. The sudden question made her jump and swing around, splattering black paint on the floor behind her. She was lucky enough to have missed her own clothes entirely, but she worried for her friend. "Huh? Oh... uh, no..." she responded to the question. "Sorry if I got you there..."<br/><br/>She stood up and ran to the laundry room where there was a handy paper towel dispenser. Cleaning up the black paint was easy enough, but the very fact that she had to do it made her feel stupid all over again. She saw Lee using the white paint to clean up her own lines and wondered why she joined in. After the first question she realized Lee had the entirely wrong idea but she didn't speak up again until her dark-haired friend was finished speaking. She nearly began crying again when Lee said she wanted to find someone for Charlie. Her own motivations for the spellcasting were largely selfish. She was happy for her friends that found someone, but she was sorely jealous and feeling lonely in the middle of such a full house.<br/><br/>She started painting the floor crumbling effect around the outer edge of the part of the circle she stood near. Sitting down, she finally spoke up again, now that Lee was finished. "Actually... I didn't want to do it again. I saw how angry everyone was and how hard it was to even figure out who was here for whom. I could reach my own assumptions but I could always be wrong... and I'm still not even sure this "spell" is doing what it's supposed to. After all, if it was only meant to summon true love - then where did all those 'things' Shizuru fought off even come from?! They shouldn't have been a part of it." She sighed and continued on with the black paint, now a 2 foot square seemed to be building up to show a rather realistic depiction of a crumbled floor and she started bringing her paint brush closer to the white outer lines of the circle. "Actually... I was just going to paint something here showing it all demolished.... Only parts of the glowing white peeking out of the floor amidst rubble like ruins. I thought it was a good statement." she chuckled and then went on with a sad face and a quiet tone, "You know... that way no one could make that mistake here again, you know?"<br/><br/>She looked over the circle and how Lee was expertly filling it in. It was a shame to let it go, but she thought it was the most responsible thing to do at the time.  She smiled at the silliness of an easy romance and felt very much like she had been indulging in childhood dreams. You couldn't really blame her, though. In all our modern world with a 60% divorce rate, girls were still raised to believe that they'd find their perfect Prince Charming who loved only them and they would live "happily ever after". She knew it couldn't happen in the "real world" why would a magic spell make things any different?<br/><br/>She gave Lee a half smile and let her heart sit in that bittersweet moment while she did nothing for quite a while. Then, sounds in the kitchen above suddenly brought her attention back to what she came downstairs to begin with. "Oh! Fuckmonkies.... I totally forgot. I came down here to do laundry!" She laughed and went over to snatch up her basket of folded bedding, holding it up for Lee to see. "Sorry... I got distracted and my mind wandered.... I'll just go take this up to my room. I'll be back down in a bit."<br/><br/>She climbed the stairs into the kitchen and looked at the group around her. "I remembered to clean out the lint trap this time..." she offered with a laugh, holding up the basket for them to see. It was as if she was rubbing it in that she had actually done what she said she was going to do rather than run off to recklessly summon a demon once again. Of course she hadn't a clue that so many people in the house - including those who knew her best - had assumed that she was going to cast spells again, but she would have been very hurt if she knew that they had thought that of her. Luckily, she wasn't very good at picking up on the subtle non-verbal signals of others.<br/><br/>The kitchen smelled wonderful. She wasn't used to Japanese food in the house, though she was a<em>huge</em>fan of that kind of cuisine. "OH my god... that smells fantastic... I hope it will be done soon." She ran upstairs and shoved her bedding into her closet hap-hazardly before coming back downstairs with the empty basket. Charlie made goofy faces as she ran to the back door to replace the laundry bin in the basement. "Be up soon!" She called, her spirits lifted greatly by the food she already saw displayed. "HEY LEE!" she called loudly as she went down, "That weird Lion-dude is making<em>Japanese food!</em>"