That sounds completely awesome! We're in!

Cool! Emily emails them the address. It's not really in a town but apparently you don't need to be to have an address.

When should we show up?

We'll be there in about five days; any time after then is fine.

Cool, see you in a week!

See you in a week!

And in a week, the Canadians show up at the house!

Emily opens the door.

She's been making good use of her ability to manipulate her flower-outfit. She's wearing what looks like a ballgown of oversized rosepetals crisscrossed with stems, shading elegantly from paler to darker colors up to down in the petals and down to up in the stems.

"Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice," says Cass.

"Seconded, wow!"

"Thanks! Pity I can't go about in public like this."

"Yeah, shame."

"Come in, anyway, pick one or two of the bajillion guest rooms this place has, seriously, it's ridiculous."

"I'm loving it already."

In they go.

The place is old, incredibly elegant, and really dusty. It gives off the air of a place that's been disused for decades and then inhabited for a few days by people who don't really care enough to try cleaning it, which is accurate.

"Mom grew up here. Her childhood was terrible, so she hasn't been back since she first went off to college."

"I wonder if I can figure out how to clean this place up with magic. It's in dire need."

"If you can't do it by magic, it's probably not worth it. This place is huge."

"Then I guess I've got myself a project."

"If you like."

"I don't like dust being all over everything! And I have magic!"

"That you do, for sure. It's not as bad as it could be, there's tarps over stuff in most of the rooms."

"I'm sure the tarps help, but."

"But yes, there is rather a lot of dust."

"Neat freak," Cass says affectionately, patting Anna on the shoulder.

"So does that mean you don't want to come on occasional exploratory expeditions?" Edie asks, floating into the room. She took a lot of Tylenol and finally put the black rose in, and is enjoying the ability to fly.