Tab goes home by door, right into Aelise's office. "Hello again."
"You met Glass, I figured that'd make the rest of it credible."
"Well, I don't know all the contents of your conversation with her, but I gather she showed up and made a lot of arcane pronouncements and then left. And here I am and I look like a younger version of her not in a witch costume, right? Which is one arcane pronouncement down, so more of them shouldn't be such a stretch."
"Also here is Toronto, so that's another pronouncement demonstrated."
"Sure. I'm not saying I don't believe you. Just that if you're going to talk about going to the underworld and exchanging favours with the administration, you're gonna get some funny looks."
"I wouldn't with random people but you're cleared pretty high."
[Aelise, anybody I invite to a Bellparty who's been Chelsa'd is going to have the option of getting Elspeth to clear that up for them if they want, is there anyone I should not invite, like Luhan?]
[Luhan in particular is extremely low-risk,] says Aelise. [Anyone else who habitually lives on Earth, I'd ask you to check with me first.]
"My alts throw parties occasionally and there'll probably be one in a couple weeks. You can come if you want," Tab says.
"Sure, no hurry, we don't even have a date and time picked out."
"Guess I'll go climb some trees, then. And let you know when I want to go home."
"Sure. See you whenever. You want a lift to the trees or can you get there from here?"
"See ya."
And off she goes to address the concerns of the Torontonians, as relayed by Jane, and to think about what an appropriate palace would look like.
Maybe she should have a treehouse.