"It's Wednesdays at Sid's."

"Cool. Is it individual, or are there teams?"

"Teams."

"Nifty. I'll be there. What's the start and end times?"

"Eight to ten!"

"Great. I'm about done eating, I think I'll head home and get this stuff enchanted. Your paypal email is the same as the one we've been using, right?"

"Yup!"

"Awesome." She pays for her food and heads home to enchant and pay for the jewelry.

Now the jewelry is magic!

Once her parents are asleep, she puts on one of the rings and goes out to the backyard to fly again. Taking her real form in her bedroom at night is nice, but getting to move in it is a delight.

Nobody notices her! She is not dissected by FBI agents.

She leaves early for school in the morning and stops at the post office on the way. All the jewelry gets sent off with plenty of tracking, insurance, and probably-unnecessary bubble wrap.

Yesterday was a nice break, but after classes it's back to space-folding research. She thinks about incantation design while making a stamp of the space-folding diagram. It seems somewhat unlikely that this diagram is adequate to hide Avalons or Avalon-hiding wouldn't be called a lost art, but it's possible that what's been lost is instead the incantation or people's nerve. Regardless, it should work for smaller things.

Have any more jewelry orders come in at the higher price?

Just two. Also there is an angry email about the price hike.

Angry emails are probably part and parcel of running a business, or doing anything else on the internet. Unless it's from someone who already put in an order and doesn't realize that the price hike wasn't retroactive, she can just ignore it.

She forwards the two new orders to Brenda, hunts up an empty cardboard box, and measures its dimensions to be six inches every direction, then goes back to incantation design. 

Brenda confirms receipt and says maybe they should get a joint email for order details to go to.

The business email is already separate from her personal one; she can just give Brenda the password.

She gets her incantation done and translated; it's French for "Make the inside of this box twelve inches deep without affecting the outside." She casts it on the box from across the room, with the box taped shut and the "in case of death" letter on the table.

Nothing explodes!

And if she goes over and peels the tape back and looks in there?

The box is oddly deep! Twice as deep, in fact.

She drops a pencil in it. If nothing unexpected happens, she picks up the box and dumps the pencil out.

Nothing unexpected happens when she drops the pencil in.

As soon as she tilts the box, though, its visible interior twists dizzyingly and the spell breaks; it's six inches by six by six again.

Well, that was rather nauseating. And also annoying. And hopefully due to a weakness in her incantation rather than a fundamental limit of space-warped volumes. She draws a line down the inside of the box from the top of one side face to the bottom, and goes back to French vocabulary. Dungeons and Dragons night rolls around before she has it done.

The campaign ends with a tremendous party-splitting showdown; Xavier squirrels away Brenda, Cole, and Joseph in one room and Sanjay, Alec, and Margaret stay behind, with Xavier darting between rooms to adjudicate things and move enemies and try to reply before the other half has finished arguing about their next moves. He's pretty good at it. Finally they converge and defeat the bad guys.

It's extremely theatrical and terribly exciting and the long time they get to argue about their moves lets them be more tactically sophisticated than they can usually get. Margaret is immensely pleased and says so.