[@Jupiter Hollow] Lorelai looked over at Hazel.  She smiled internally,  Hazel had a tendancy to wear her thoughts on her face,  normally a liability for a witch,  but Lorelai found it endearing.  Over the past year or so Lorelai had discovered that Miss Lovelace was born to a 'good witch' who largely wasted not only her,  but also her daughter's potential.  It has been her joy since to offer any expertise she had to remedy the poor girl's lack of training and use her on occasion as an errand girl,  Lorelai didn't get out much due to her condition and there were various ingredients in the forest that needed collecting.

She sighed thinking about her castle bound existence,  it rarely afforded her the long walks through the woods she'd been accustomed to when she was younger.  She did make it out there occasionally,  primarily to visit Alexina,  but that was hardly buisness.

[color=f7941d]"Miss Lovelace, lovely to see you as always,  I was just about to check in with Medusa about a diversion, but it seems one has come to me instead.  So tell me what is it that troubles your thoughts this evening/"[/color]