Bast snarls playfully and nips at his neck. [b]”What do you think, oh wise one?”[/b] she retorts. 

Ivy gets out of the shower and starts to blow dry her hair. “Yep I definitely should’ve cut it,” she mutters, bending awkwardly to dry all of her hair. Ivy wraps herself in a towel and runs out at the yelling. “Aww Bast and Sobek are flirting,” she whispers. “Woah Arty, it’s okay. That’s Sobek. Not Jacob. Ive been over this with both of them.”