Happy Birthday, Ryan
Their recovery in Camelot still lingered, and there had been time for shopping. Which was excellent, because Vernique had managed to ascertain that hers was not the only summer birthday in their little set. And, of course, she'd told.

And she'd used some of her backup silver down at the wood turner's and tanner's shops to acquire a couple of the most stylish-looking little bowls and some leather combat-accrouchments -- two things that museums didn't tend to get a hold of this old from this time period, so she figured the amateur archaeologist'd be well advised to keep some of his own.

She used sheer hero-clout in the kitchens to acquire some sort of honey-based cake, and had these things laid out for Ryan at the appropriate time.