The sound for dinner would awaken her.   She go to get up.   Willing the magical garment to once again to full capacity.  As she chose how it had looked when she had first seen it.   Heading to the ranch house.  She look to see if she seen the old owl one.   She did not, she had a choice to sit where ever she chose.<br/><br/>She look for Daxter and would take a seat next to him.   Not out of feeling obligated.  More because he had been the only one to speak to her.  She also looked to see if the centaurs joined in.  Or if they went off separately.