<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_et9ttl8zdzQ/TD_-vwBMOGI/AAAAAAAAN5E/eP7JumXuE2M/s1600/1a3f651e06434edab4aee510aaf9f5b6.jpg)</div><br/>Michelle listened, nodding a little at the mention of relationships.  She felt glad that another trickster felt willing to give herself over like that, perhaps a little envious that Lupo was so certain that she'd be able to find that one person.  Michelle personally tended to live too much in the moment, indulging her lust and not worrying so much about love.  Someday, perhaps she'd find that perfect person, where her inherent nature to try to be prankish would be perfectly matched by someone who perfectly accepted her the way that she was.  That would probably take a very long time, if it ever happened at all.<br/><br/>Her thoughts drifted to Eliza.  She liked Eliza, but love seemed pretty far away; she barely even knew the girl.  Michelle felt that their intimate connection was mutual, but she still wanted to talk at some point.  She wondered, not for the first time, if boys ever had this problem.<br/><br/>The mention of the prank, however, brought forth a grin from Michelle.  She finished off her meal and stood up, glancing back to Lupo.  "If you'd like to start planning with us, you're more than welcome, but you don't have to."  The offer made, she brought her glass and plate back to the kitchen before following along back to the basement.