Jon was in the other room, talking to Lilly while Les and Abigail decided.
"Well... What do you think, Abby?" - Asked Les, gently.
"Jon seems trustworthy enough. Besides, if she were doing anything bad, she wouldn't come here to tell us..." - Said Abby.
Les nodded.
"To be sure, Lilly does have friends with access to magic... Heck, so do we, if we count Lucas herself. It just doesn't seem the kind that can be taught..."
"Well, yes..." - Said Abby - "But it seems... Different. Lucas made a show of getting us to the Moon and back, but, though it wasn't anything bad, it didn't really feel natural and she herself admitted the power wasn't hers. Besides... I feel Jon can be trusted more than Lucas."
"Agreed." - Said Les - "So... We let her teach Lilly?"
"I think we should. We can keep an eye on things anyways. Besides, who knows. Maybe you will get to learn some stuff of your own." - Said Abby, smirking - "You were quite interested..."
Jon and Lilly were talking when Les and Abby walked in.
"Uhm... So... D'you let me?" - Asked Lilly, blushing.
Leslie smiled.
"Yes."
Jon found herself giggling when she saw Lilly beaming and hugging her father. She wondered for a moment if this is what it would be like when she had her own kid. And then blushed at the realization of what she was thinking.
Jon was getting back to her car when she saw a certain angel dressed in clothes that would be adequate for much colder weather and flying some thirty feet above.
"Oh, hey, Jon!" - Said Lucas - "Was taking the scenic route to the church. How goes?" - She landed in front of the snail girl.
"Uhm, goes okay. There was something I've been meaning to ask you, Lucas." - Said Jon, gently.
"Shoot." - Said Lucas.
"What exactly are you doing in Lakeside? I mean, why are you here?" - Asked Jon.
"Well, it began with me sensing a need to be here, then solving a little spat involving some minor attempted murder, then I met Cass. So I'm here for Cass. And because most of the stuff has been happening here, y'know. Plus, well, I can come and go as I please, really. So it's more like it seems I'm here all the time. I was actually in Kiev earlier today. You want some borscht I got from there? It's great for this cold weather."
"Uh..." - Said Jon.
"There you go." - Said Lucas, willing a small rift open and picking up and handing Jon a - rather big - closed container. It did smell nice.
"Uhm, thanks..." - Said Jon, wondering to herself how she was going to explain the hot package with the cyrillic alphabet and Ukranian borscht when she got home. Then again - thought Jon - maybe that's the point...
"Don't mention it. I can make more in my plot later on anyways." - Said Lucas.
"Uhm, right. Lucas, not that I mind, but... Why do you like giving out these gifts anyways?" - Asked Jon - "I mean, the Doce de Leite was great, everyone in my house loved it, but..."
"Because I can, really. It's not some I'm a conceited muthafucka thing or an I'm buying your friendship thing, it's just... I like the looks on people's faces when I offer them weird and nice stuff. Plus it makes me feel like I'm making people's lives a bit more surreal." - Said Lucas, smirking.
"Well, you are..." - Said Jon.
"See? It's working already. Anyways, enjoy the borscht!" - Said Lucas - "Laters!" - She smiled and took off.
