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Vashti tapped a finger against her chin to think of another idea after Emily revealed that what Vashti had suggested was equivalent to telling someone with clinical depression that they should just try being happy. A tick Apparition? If it was literally the size of a tick, it would be damn near impossible to just find out in swamp country. Vashti eyes drifted to follow a server carrying a tray of food, losing their luster as it passed by their table without stopping, and then she quickly glanced back at Emily. Now wasn’t the time to worry about her stomach, even if the last thing she remembered eating was just the empty calories of a DQ Blizzard and, possibly, part of an engine. 

Herik had a better idea. Vashti sat up straighter in her seat as he explained that there were Adepts who could deal with curses. Maybe if they found one to help Emily’s sister that Adept could also, in turn, help Vashti with her Leviathan problem. Herik suggested getting in contact with Kimberly, and Vashti lifted her feet and tucked them under herself to boost herself up even higher as Emily expressed her uncertainty 

[color=darkcyan]“She’s totally legit!”[/color] shouted Vashti, her excitement a little too high when compared to the average peaks of the typical Red Lobster diner.  Her chair rocked back dangerously on two legs before it settled down as she pointed a finger at Emily. [color=darkcyan]“I know from first hand experiences when she helped me. Temporarily, anyway, but that’s not her—whatever! I have her number!”[/color] 

Except Kimberly’s number had been lost. Vashti shoulders dropped and her face tightened, [color=darkcyan]“I had her number. But it shouldn’t be hard to get in touch with her, right Herik? I’m sure Agatha would give us her number, or we could just try getting in touch with her through a fansite.”[/color]