Winter chuckles. “Okay, well now I [i]really[/i] have to go. I’ll see you later.” She pecks his lips and portals away to London to get ready.

Ivy frowns and kisses his forehead, gently brushing his hair from his face. “I’m sorry, love. She’s just like that, but I guess it’s a little different. Did I forget to mention I’m her adopted sister?” She smiles apologetically as she changes into her own clothes from her belongings bag.