Frances sat back far enough away to make it easier to land the saucer, watching the transfer of the saucer. Pretty good, actually. His control of the TK's going well this time. When the dish landed, she scooted forward to watch out for their waitress in case she came over to check on him and his milkshakes. She jumped a little when the water sloshed around and hit her on the side. Wet! Wet! Shaking the water off and poofing up to keep her feather from sticking, she flapped her wings to free them as well. Well he got soggy to, she was avenged, she decided and delicately picked through the puddles to get to the full saucer.
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