That morning was quite busy for a lot of the troupe members. Ivory had wanted to get as much done as she could before the sun had made itself known in the sky, and she had managed to finish things on her end with some time to spare. She had used this time to make her way back to her trailer to try to finish her gift to Aurel. Well.. it was more like her gift to him and the snakes. She knew how much Aurel enjoyed nature, and his trailer quite fit that description. Over the years Ivory had made attempts to help him make his space the most comfortable for the snakes that he could, and what she was making was something that would help with that. She was actually quite looking forward to giving it to him, but it would probably have to wait until morning had passed. It was a bit tedious to carry around. 

Lucien had gotten up a bit earlier than everyone else, mostly to get some work done, but because he knew the morning would end up taking up more of his time in a different way. Today was the day Aurel turned twenty-five, and he planned to maintain his tradition of making beingets for him, as he always did every year. He knew Aurel didn't like to make an incredible deal out of his birthday, but he knew this was something he enjoyed. Now that there were more people, he knew he had to make time to make extra batches, especially because he knew Ivory liked to take some back to her trailer to eat later, though she never openly asked for more. 

By now he had already made two batches, and was working on the third. That was when he felt someone else join him. Geralt's voice soon followed. He turned slightly toward him. 

[color=burlywood]"Good morning, Geralt."[/color] He greeted the man, taking note of his tiredness. By now.. he was a bit used to seeing it, but he couldn't deny that it still worried him even months after the man had joined him. At this point he knew better than to comment on it. 

[color=burlywood]"Ah well, this particular time, I'm not working, so you don't have to worry about that."[/color] He said with a chuckle. [color=burlywood]"This is more of something I'm doing in my free time. Today is Aurel's birthday, you see, and he's quite fond of these."[/color] He said, motioning to the beignets. He grabbed a small plate of them, and walked over to the table to set them down.

[color=burlywood]"Feel free to help yourself, I'm making plenty. It might make a nice accompaniment to your coffee."[/color] He told him.