"Ooh, do you have a magic wardrobe?"

"I do! At the castle, anyway. Sometimes I travel and then I do not."

"So it is not a magic walking wardrobe with little magic wardrobe feet."

"No," she laughs. "Although that is adorable and I might enchant one now."

"Awww!"

She conjures an illusion of a little wardrobe with round stubby little wooden feet. It walks in circles around the table, edging one foot forward at a time and wobbling back and forth a little as it moves.

"Awwwwwwwww!"

Yseult laughs.

"That is adorable!" exclaims Helen. "I want one! I want to give one to Kas! He loves clothes and he travels a lot, it'd be perfect."

"It doesn't look like it goes all that fast though," giggles Soph.

"That's okay. It's the spirit of the thing. He'll understand."

"I've never actually met a Joker. None of 'em have been to Sunshine."

"I've only met the one," says Helen. "He's very - himself."

"They all are," says Yseult.

"I only have hearsay to go on. Bella - my one - says that her and the other Bells who don't have them don't really see the appeal - wait, is that rude, those are your dads, should I not say that?"

"I am all right with not everyone seeing the appeal of marrying my father," laughs Yseult.

"Yeah, same," says Helen.

"My father is universally appealing," says Damaris. "...That came out wrong."

"Yeah, I have no idea what that was supposed to mean."

"Everyone likes him! At home, I mean. Well, not literally everyone, but - he is very likeable and friendly and nice."

"All of those things are good qualities."

"Kas is like that too, but... maybe not as much," says Helen. "Not so that that's how I would describe him offhand, anyway."

"How would you describe him offhand, then?"

"Sad," she says without really thinking about it.

"Aw."