Once inside the house, Zephiel immediately went to clean up. He had gotten quite a bit of dirt on his clothes and hands from the weeding, and of course he couldn't go to dinner like that. As he dealt with that problem, he noticed his thoughts wandering back to the girls who had arrived earlier that day. An interesting variety, it seemed, especially that one girl. What a curious attitude she had. First she picks fights, then goes on about love and flowers and such...but at least it was interesting. There had been both boring, practically one-dimensional girls and deeper, more layered ones visiting the mansion before. She definitely fit within the second category, and as much as it bothered him, he felt like he wanted to know a bit more.