"That sounds like so much fun! I love magic shows."
Clair cocked her head. "We haven't all been able to show off our talents a whole lot yet, have we? Like, I haven't seen Oni perform a single exorcism."
Braeden, who had somehow managed to dodge, catch, or deflect every piece of breakfast food, shrugged at her. "I dunno, you always look hot. Can prolly attribute that to your makeup."
"Are you saying I only look good because I have makeup on?"
"Babe, with a body like that you'd look good with a paper bag over your head."
Feeling oddly defensive, Madoka said, "C-Clair is beautiful whether she has makeup or not and it has nothing to do with her body."
Clair looked genuinely touched by this. She placed a hand on Madoka's arm, smiling softly. "Mado, that's one of the sweetest things anyone's ever said about me! Thank you, good luck charm."
Madoka blushed. "W-well, y-you're always sticking up for me, s-so I just--I figure it's about time I--I-I mean, it's not...um..."
"Yo!" Faqir entered the room, carrying a sack that jingled with every step. "Great, is this everyone? I've been working all night for two nights straight on these and I've had to work double-time to make sure Graham doesn't steal them. I put a lot of hard work into this, man, so I'm asking for a little respect: please try not to take them."
Glad for the subject change, Madoka looked up. "W-what is it?"
Faqir held a finger to his lips. "Is everyone here? Are we missing someone?"
"Ysabel," Clair spoke up. "But I think she's the last one."
"Well, then you'll get your presents when she arrives."
Oni perked up. "Presents, you say?! YOU BELIEVE YOU CAN BUY THE GREAT DEMON QUEEN'S FAVOR WITH GIFTS?! ...Because you totally can if they're good enough, BUT STILL!"
"Patience!" Faqir insisted, his eyes sparkling. Madoka grinned.
He looks so happy. He must really be excited to share these with us.
"Wait a second," Faqir began suddenly, glaring at Graham, "are those the gems from my quartz collection? I KNEW I was missing some!"