They do. [ an instant answer! ] I am a genius astrologist. Any demand I make should be heeded.

[ with that said, mona gestures towards him and then down at the platters of food. beside the delicious, still steaming breakfast, there appears to be a little... first aid kit, of sorts? and with a migraine beginning to thrum in her temples, she'll certainly need to use it. ]

Sit and have breakfast with me. We will exchange introductions, and then I will ask a few simple questions.

[ but she doesn't stop there, oh no. mona begins to move under the bedsheets, sliding her legs to the side of the mattress before rising to her feet. she is clad in only her nightwear.

it's so over. ]