"That sounds lovely," Dorothy told her. "Are we still having our private dinner this evening?" the Inquisitor asked, looking forward to spending the night with the diplomat.

"I'm sure we could create some chaos of our own if we set our minds to it, Josie."

"I... think that would only annoy you, Josephine. Most people probably wouldn't notice."

"I can't wait," Dorothy replied, pressing a kiss to the Antivan's lips before starting to collect some of the elfroot she'd had brought to the room.