"Okay."

"They're different colors depending on who makes them. These are mine, those are Jake's, this is Harley's."

Looking at the coins and their respective sources that he can see, he asks, "Does Harley wear a lot of funny rainbow shit?"

"Not especially. And Jake's uniform is brown because his fur is brown, when he's a wolf, so that's the Imperial pack color. His sisters' packs wear black and white respectively."

"Uh-huh," says Felicity. "So where's Harley's coin colour come from?"

"A lot of the Jokers do rainbowy coins, actually. The eponymous Joker, the one who works for my mom, makes these -" She pulls out a clear triangle, also streaked. "It's not always clear why coin colors are what they are, though. Sometimes they're obvious." She tugs at her hair. Then she pulls out one of her mother's triangles, gold and glowy. "Bells' coins glow if they have native magic for defense against mental spying and tampering, in all different solid colors, and they're other, non-glowy patterns if they don't. Do you want to see what yours would be?"

"Sure," he says.

Elspeth puts away excess triangles and spends a square.

"It is!"

He smiles.

Felicity scoops up his poof and wanders out of the house with it. He takes his supply of triangles.

Neither of the adults present follow him. Unrelatedly - really! - a giant brown wolf with a half-vampire on his back may be seen making a lazy circuit of the island while the sun sets.

They're very cute. Elspeth waves at Felicity while they go by.

He waves back.

And on go the wolf and his imprint along the beach. Afterwards they go back into the house.

She can totally hear him, but has no special reaction. Jake is napping in the bedroom Felicity didn't pick. Elspeth is up and on the couch; she isn't planning to sleep for a while with the Internet thing underway.

He goes straight to bed without looking for either of them.

"Do you need a set of pajamas?" Elspeth calls when he heads into his bedroom.

"Any preferences?"

Shrug.